The image background is meant to Illustrate by degree the dense obstructive tree branches a variant of radiant sunlight by the transparent defined leaf mass. Whereas, the incandescent light bulb filament, representative of a brain synergy inflating the proper atmospheric body enveloped in a bubble – comparative synthesis to skeleton density, stripped in an evanescent sunlight energy, jelly organs, vanishing in a latex strength and elasticity membranes. Off which, physique devoid living tissues, leaves behind iridescent gelatinous figures, and physics in counterpart, against architectural transparency of dead matter.

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Dissimulating a suicideDissimulating a suicide

Like an approaching dove, emerging from the depth in the distant azure sky, I watched expecting a perspective transforming, sounded at sight of the framed passenger window. Fluttering wings upcoming from great distances through the air by the invisible thread, and Parsec-Ray, in line of sight. trawling in by virtue the corner a virtual silk white handkerchief wavering in slow motion. Permeative, through the glazed chassis of the Audi to the interior. Folding back shaping in a spearhead brining the esprit home tomind.

In the glitch of time, at recollecting the right temple gateway to my head, the intriguing esprit slipping through my skull and spreading a warm glow brain, which no sooner waned from my head. In the mean time I moved to reside and integrating in the “university village” of Lille. On routine afternoon break away from working at the screen of my laptop, to the corner brasserie meeting a youthful uplifting and inspiring environment over a glass of red wine. by the ebb of students on Fridays home and return of the tide on Sundays. without sparing a thought over the amplified long weekend desertion, back in my studio that evening, sentient of an absurd global annihilation and the vacuum of living spirits.

Entering the room in a reigning soft light, my regard fell off the closed blinds, which dimmed off thewindow reveal a bright lamppost. Eyeing short of the shadowy laser printer and an external Compact Disk player cluttering either extremities of the little desk, to grip the wooden backrest of the chair and sat down in a sweeping movement lifting my laptop screen.

Telepathic experimentsTelepathic experiments

There, customary at the student desk, the Instant Message window popped up on screen interrupting me dwelling in the saga of my writing. My mind switched over to the online text band to reply, at receiving the caller. As the callers multiplied in numbers, and simultaneous engagement nourishing my mind, which excited my brain by a blind bright overexposure. Attenuating to a cauliflower white blank florets texture, which till then I imagined a clairvoyant cause by human proximity. in a few weeks, as callers connected to chat, I discovered the repetitive mental surf smoothing off emergent mask I qualifiedas theirs.

After a two-year period of exchanging Instant Messages, gaining in assurance, the strangers initiating in turn of role the traits sculptured in shades of white at emanating their profile. My experiments came to an end, with the code name “squirrelthenut.” she alimented my mind in the splendor of the spell of meeting minds. Her face which portrayed, I perceive in a frame of mind, retrieving in an attenuating distancing background. There, she figured angelic, leading my mind in a gaining intensity breathing the pastel colored physical milieu. Emerging a vision located at her place of work. Mind fledging over the weeks, as she returned to text chat, the genie of telepathic freedom entering the lively moving pictures, at the scene of her childhood.

Emotional bankruptcyEmotional bankruptcy

My mind at grasps, being emotional bankruptcy, reduced to indifference, resigned from a pledged loyalty to my body, and a responsibility towards my children. Aiming a childhood outer body experience soaring a bird’s-eye conscious leave my sleeping figure behind. Rising up to the ceiling, through the roof space and emerging from the pitched tiled slope. Soaring astronautic afloat toward an infinite azure space. cherishing at being nailed to earth, apprehensive at lost of my umbilical cord. A fearful jolt of conscious taking, and in a flash I slipped back into my body.

In a mood offering a unique opportunity, masking an esprit on the run from divulging a suicide. In mind appeared feasible to settle in comfort for the experiment. I followed a thought through from my seat over my shoulder, while pressing down my laptop screen, in a twist turning away sweeping movements, I stood up, stepping across undressing, draping my clothes on the backrest of the chair. Slipping into bed, and sentient of my head depressing in a fleecy pillow, I closed my eyes on the banal blank ceiling.

Sparing a calculating thought on procedures, my will the magician, instead of being at the mercy of a transcendent-volition – an emergent silky scarf genie of my spirit shedding off from the temple of my head. Breaking up feathery light on a cushion of air. snowflakes white thinning out light as down. spreading wide and dusty sparse atmospheric particles vanishing in the cosmic blue, and leaving a cadaver behind.

In an initial concentration, my driving will power focused at my right temple, the balloon outlet valve effect toward and for an escapade through the window shining blind. By exerting a mind sucking besieging the esprit in my head, too generous successive jerrycan ineffective. Channeling through my neckdown my chest a latex doll sealed esprit defined by the skin of my body, and failing to vacuum, which absorption proved unseizable, too voluminous. fine tuning to a bottleneck mind lips smacking trials, moving down my left arm, without improving effect. In desperation, the thought arouse to mind pinch my index finger, such as teeth bitting the tips of a leather glove. Pulling one finger and then the next, across the range of fingers slipping out, to remove one hand after the other from the gloves, which I perceived in proceeding the vacuuming of my esprit from my body.

Sensing the excessive drawing of mental power against a too great esprit resistance from clearing my body. Tiring out my brain, designating an attempt from the tip of my index finger, proceeding a mind concentrating pinch at the nail tip. A measure of force mind hold and relapse of the vacuum drag. Retiring from a few elastic spring back, after seeming long hours of mental exhaustion. I foresaw an opportunity after a night resting. My head cozy on the pillow, rapid, into the world of the unconscious, waking from sleep at the glow of the inviting blind. Sprightly, I rose from bed, and before taking a seat behind my laptop, in mind tracing a course downstairs, and out the door. Stepping under the window, and dressing in view of a dream. the faint cause, recollecting the night before. Procrastinating my will tolure me to the edge of the abyss, for the jump in the perpetual void.

Up the street I entered the “[French] Beacon” corner restaurant greeting the owner. Seated on a bar stool, in sight on my morning Espresso, recollecting the vivid instance. In years to come I emerged as a puppet on stage.

Messenger of the mindMessenger of the mind

A shown of my transcendent-volition appearing time and again in a determination to set heading my destiny. The machete at the hand of my transcendent-volition bushwhacking through the supernatural jungle. on that particular day, after I walked a distance away from home toward downtown, in the evanescent light tides of a two-way mirror emerged the living trail of dissolved physics. Offering eyesightat the flirt of the old city, the contemporary see through glazed street scape. Intriguing and not letting slip away a photographic opportunity, I survey through purged physics the tinted iridescent crystal architecture, and crossed by sight the street for a cubistic building typic onset of supermarkets large storefront with mannequin fashion display windows. Meticulous, clearing the wing sliding doorway, at thefall of a thought; Better than not, squinting to distinguish hazy fever-less Bibendum esprit of shop figures, from an amalgam of transparent goods shelved and displayed promotions.

Retrieving from the accumulative overlapping see through in depth labyrinth confusion, I returned sight to the simple plane of the street front. Placing sight in clearings defining precise geometric translucent colors, emphatic outlined at angles and edges. When distracted in the right corner of my eye distinguishing along the levitating road the approaching rectangular shapes. The bus slippeda puzzling symmetric windows through the halt of the glazed bus shelter. The idea planted in mind, I dissociated an asymmetric dusty overtaking traffic streaming by the bus wheels. In the worming train of spatial hatched passenger vehicles, I sought isolating by contrast. Targeting by sight an odd 4 x 4 box shaped model.

In the vicinity of my observation point, by the leading few wide blue stone treads to the city park. Where earlier, I compared a scarce impregnated white star dust. The esprit which divulged by affected areas, the artist driving will power in the stone dead gigantic statue on a pedestal. A moment before, in my line of sight fetching on the pellucid street corner an isolated flocculent tree canopy sketching a festive neon in leaf décor. My eyes in pursuanceof the thriving spatial and feathery barb that contoured every single leaf, descend along the trunk. threading a nurturing empty sprawling roots down under the see through paved sidewalk, where in the earth, the transparent veins offset a clinging white fungous bundling up rooting radicals. There, I grasped to sight the living aura buried in a bright white pouch,

clearing outlined canalization, service conduits, and underground cables.

As the latent traffic progresses at a pace turning off right from the evanescent straight into the distant traversal French Flanders architecture, which slumbered in an atmospheric mystifying vista. Sparing the distant heart throbbing city center from a phantasmagoric foreground. I waited eyeing across the main street the deviated stream of traffic through a side street interstice. Bringing hovering the latent4x4 cubic modeled vehicle that singled out an occupant slipping along. The driver approaching, and shortof entering the fairy cleared intersection, facilitating my eyesight pursuit. Studious in fixation, I

The image of the holographic skull in the foreground, is meant to Illustrate a synthesis of consciousness after birth. Whereas the brain lighthouse is subject to an awakening – volition at source, in the arc of parallax, and home in one’s proper space station. Eyeing a telescopic crosshair at tracking down the emergency evanescent beam of light flashing in the depths of the night –.Whereas the mind conjugates the audio visual brain awakening, which in healthis the transient inspiring sixth-sense, flashing cycloramic at large in the wake of fog horn airwaves, the interfacing that mirrors like a nighttime water glaze –. Imagining the captivating brain activity as an esoteric populated city skyline ashore. In daylight permeating the pellucid liquid energy wall free of material crystallization, at reading the soul of matter, which turbulent or polluted waters, brings to mind a defiant perception of reality. – Image forefront and technically abstract: – A) the will, and power house, instinctive licking the genie of convoluted iridescent flames, swallowing to mind the like of an atmospheric aurora, and awakening a dreamy choreography to the brain. – B) concentration like a pressure cooker and funneling to extent in the front lobe at boosting the spirit through a needle eye. Trust a percussive Parsec-Ray the punched of a field of sight. capturing virtual snow crystals olfactory deposit in lieu to view effective the meeting of minds.

conjugated the slim pale beige figure draping folds like hands drawn back contour her buttocks. elevated gelatinous translucent dense over an invisible seat, silky sheen dressed by and instinctive evanescent flow through the ankles, through the feet left to imagine at the accelerator, break, in finality the series of pedals, by the clutch.

In reading the thoughtful ghostly woman, engaging by sight the intersection, short of driving her vehicle wrap the sidewalk curb, her apprehensive eyes, animating a mind blowing fever in diagonal through the clearing at the crux of the crisscrossing streets. I tracked down the atmospheric magic of heresprit, in the wake of an eye pelting Parsec-Ray, lashing in the distance a nervous star dust scintillation – like driving on a raining night, headlight beams reflecting each drizzling drop – her beam of sight bargaining, spotting, hurting a series of road sings in pairs across the corners. Questioning the “No Entry,” impeding her exit from the virtual cul-de-sac. centered in her proper universe, she projected her misapprehension herd in a traffic bottleneck –.

The spirit of a telepathic covenant, the sand of matter, suspended in the air across the intersection. Flirtatious, permeating across the woman’s way the corner towering architecture. thin quantities spread, rendering invisible a breezy proliferation beyond her field of sight. through each of the quarters, store deep, through the sidewalk trees, and beyond impregnating a flurry of people in the street. Sourcing one excited will power, the esoteric unseen driving quantum dynamics. Intelligent white dust particles, in the wake of one’s beacon of sight and light planted at the core of the brain, flashing and outreaching the city park, sentient to the touch of a distant soul mate.

Vision is a passenger-scientific tool of the mind, which has kept me intrigued since infancy, overhalf a century in due course, with date stamps and records, compelled by psychoanalytic odysseys reserved for exploration by the deepest halls of my mind.

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