Hall-O-Mirrorisms

November 7th, 2004  |  Published in Life

wtf is going on?You’re going up on an escalator that’s also a ladder that’s not moving but is. You’re going up only it’s really Everything moving down to fascilitate Illusion. Who’s fighting with Delusion over who’s got a better head game going. Nobody’s talking but all you can hear is Somebody. Illusion and Delusion both are claiming that one for themselves. Belief laughs, long and deep, from the belly. With a hint of (from?) Malevolence but it might really be Indifference. Everything/you keep(s) moving down/up. You think you might be dizzy, see a light, know where you are, etc…

But Nobody has teamed up with Delusion now to get Belief to convince you that Somebody/Illusion has fed you a bunch of bad acid, but Somebody is adamant that Illusion is Nobody and Delusion is a fucking liar, and you’re not sure if what that means is: all of this is True or: none of this is True or: some of it is true and some of it is false or: what it would mean to accept even meekly any of these options as even remotely possible. You don’t even know if they are options.

Hallucination laughs, short and manically. She’s fucking Belief with a black serrated dildo. Belief is doing something too horrible to see, but you look anyway. Just don’t write it down.

Truth remains awful silent, or Nobody’s talking too loudly for you to hear Her.

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