User:KeaghanT

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how goes the conversation between the insane side of someone as it battles the losing insane side of someone? a battle of wits, a battle of words, envoking feelings envoking tangible emotions that fall out in the form of hairs, dead emotions, becoming dead hairs due to dead braincells, they're battling for control and one side is taking over, your notions reinventing themselves, the floodgates of your mind being opened and there is no levee, there is no bucket to shovel out this water as your sanity is sicking in this sea of static that is flowing out, thoughts coming so rapidly you cannot comprehend, it merely becomes a pop and a hiss and assimilates to static, living out the cliche, this is what you've become. another cliche, another wannabe intellectual, another want to be insanity sufferer, another doppleganger Nietzsche but only in intent, nothing to back you up, no ground to stand on, no ground for you to stabalize yourself as you sink mentally into yourself, constrict your mind like a pupil viewing god. all you can taste is metal, posion, blood, something inside your mouth to prepare an external battle against this insanity, a click, a spasm, a cut, the warcries of these soldiers having been shouted by so many before, so many humans held on pedastals, a blink, and the white overtakes your view, celluarly reproduces within your eyes, defeats your brain and spreads, leaks, seeps down your spine and you're done, these ideals of spirits are all shattered, the dynamo for this spirit, yourself, starts to lose contact with it's power source, you're done, it's over, matter has lost, the spirit has lost, the lights go out, and you dissipate.