Dreaming in Infrared

[Obsidian]

Promises, lies

Waiting for the feeling to subside...

Little girl sits in the corner, locked in a stare. Her arms are waving madly at something that sadly isn't there, dressed in the day's best by a nurse who's nowhere to be found. They say I'm to reach inside and find the broken part of my machinery. All I see is damage through the haze. Watching the sand fall, listening for the knock upon my door, and waiting... for Promised Land? Neck deep in life, my ring of brass lay rusting on the floor. Is this all? Because it's not what I expected....

Preaching from the floor again... the same old sad song "Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son."

Where did it all go wrong? What's the use in even holding on? Here's to love, hate... and promises. Almost called it today. Turned to face "The Void" numb with the suffering and the question, "Why am I...?". Hidden message of the comedian, masked, dressed in multicolored, diamond-patterned tights, and carrying a wooden sword or magic wand to her choosing, an angel face and white wings sitting on the cloud and a surplus 'n' at the tip of her tail... false numbers of three in groups of three run around ill-formed in French. The message she gave birth to is as false as her comedy.

Preaching from the floor again... the same old sad song "Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son." To promises and Promised Land lies!

Mechanized and sterilized visions of replay. Disconnected.

"Sitting all alone, inside, today, the other girls are home, we're playing a new game. The voice is very, very close, you like it that way, and we're feeling rather warm inside. Are you smiling or afraid? You can have it either way." Disconnected.

The world is looking very strange, you must proclaim! It's quite a scary, scary ride we take, Lady Jane.

"Yesterday seemed very dark, but now it's bright, clouds have gone away. Sensory perception peaking at this time, electric waves of sound are filling someone's mind today calling out as you drift away, "Don't be afraid, they're only your illusion anyway."" Disconnected.

Your eyes are wide today and we're sure you won't forget the things you've seen today!

Disconnected... Sweet... Sister... Mary...

Why try holding back the wave? You'll only drown in the changes. You've got to learn to let go. Just let go and experience the flight. Try to see from a different side... If balance is the key maybe we'll see a future understanding.

Time and rules are changing. Attention span is quickening.

"Welcome to the Information Age!"

You are so pathetically "helpless"! I turn my gaze to another place.

When I fell from grace I never realized how deep the flood was around me. A man whose life was toil was like a kettle left to boil, and the water left scars on me. Nice house in the country or by the sea, now you're on your way... You side with your religion, with your interpretation but don't let them see your dirty little secret. The magic wore thin and the "baptism of stains" began.

"My global mind reaches out for the truth. My global mind zeros in on you."



Artizar "Artemis" Santiago, Corsair Titan pilot, Amazones of the Night; [GAU]

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