Kirkland Ciccone

I can hear clouds drifting across the sky! The worms beneath my feet_demand freedom from the darkness_the secret hopes of humankind_all of it trivial. I can see into other worlds_other universes_they__e calling out to me. They__e always called to me! I never knew that until now, but now I know everything.

Hasn__ everyone taken a nervous breakdown at some point? Maybe I suffered a nervous breakthrough. I don__ know what tothink. It echoes inside your skull.