I keep into and out of difference self-awarenesses. Sometimes I come back it's me again but the rest of the time it is something else. My mind is bending; bending and flipping. It feels brilliant. I squeeze my eyes shut. I won't remember the feelings I feel now tomorrow. My mind is warping in my head. Everything has been turned right up. Colours, light. I am two completely different people; the non e one and the e one. The e one remembers itself. It's like a secret club. I feel as though I have learnt something amazing and important. I know that my non e me knows nothing about this me. I keep flanging through a transparent bubble in my mind; a trapdoor but it actually is my mind which is warping and nubules of my mind are moving around. Sort of smooth clear bloopiness; smooth clear corners warping.
Mind-flipping in slabs but kind of shiny and new like a childlike wonder.
Mind-flipping in slabs but kind of shiny and new like a childlike wonder.
