I’ve gradualy left my physical existence and transcended beyond the material world.
I cannot smell anymore, cannot hear, cannot see, cannot touch, for I have left my body. It feels dizzy up here. Everything feels cloudy. The clarity of reality is gone. But I still love it.
I can feel pure and free joy, needing none of your serotonin.
Oh! I feel you’re somewhere around too.
I know because I suddenly remember what brought me here. It was you. Alas! I now wish I could see and touch once again.
Someone please turn off the music and bring me back. Bring me back from this unreal trip.
Why? Why doesn’t somebody do that?
Just that little off button and I’d be back.
Back to you.
Wait! Stop! Don’t yet.
Oh my! It’s you. I can see you now. Up here… not physically though. But better.
I can hear you better.
I can feel you better.