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focus— artificial, just like the pill bottle. the world condenses, collapses into a pin-point right in front of my eyes and into my paper or computer screen thoughts racing at light speed my mind trying to digest its own thoughts-- confusion, state of hyper-realism (Who am I again?) an alternate dimension of higher thought whirling, running, spinning, racing, crash into an hour (or two) from now and fall down hard, into the present.
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 8:30 AM UTC
Current State of Being
focus— artificial, just like the pill bottle. the world condenses, collapses into a pin-point right in front of my eyes and into my paper or computer screen thoughts racing at light speed my mind trying to digest its own thoughts-- confusion, state of hyper-realism (Who am I again?) an alternate dimension of higher thought whirling, running, spinning, racing, crash into an hour (or two) from now and fall down hard, into the present.
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 8:30 AM UTC
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