- Portal to insanity -
Following paths of which my mind tells.
Over borders, through doors of which I was not aware.
Shall I pass ?
Leading beyond life and death, unexperienced places, dimensions never dreamt-of, all settled in subconscious mazes.
Life ... was it meant to end in death ?
In between I found nothing ... a leaking crack consuming all of perception, like a deserted, dusty chamber deprived of it`s secret destination.
Further searching for reasons why we should dwell in mortal remains, in search for an answer to our aimless efforts.
Nothing !
Nothing is real, nothing of all of which we may feel. One infinitesimal thought, one more why`s frequency - one further step towards the portal of insanity.
Am I insane ... ? Or is this reality ... ?
Still slave to my thoughts ... if those are mine?
Am I of flesh and blood or am I witness of mental decline?
I knew of bearing secrets of life ... did I really ever know?
Am I insane, should this be my resting pain ?
Enter !
Not of life nor of death, yet not to be explained.
I welcome entirety as I enter the portal to insanity!
