My mind is an endless void.
In the midst of it is an obsidian cliff.
Abstract wisps of thought swirl around that central cliff all the time.
I am drowning.
I am barely hanging on to the cliff, to myself.
The thoughts keep attacking me, not one at a time.
Tidal waves of thoughts are crashing down on me, trying to drag me under.
Away from my sense of self.
Into that endless void.
Into endless void...
A glimpse into my mind palace at its most chaotic.