The girl awakens.

Or so she thinks. 

This time it is not voice that wakes.

This time it is its opposite. 

She is awoken by the deep silence burrowing into her, filling her being.

It hurts.

Her eyes open. 

They see nothing.

Yet there seems to me to be a key, a thing that turns this sense of deep into the warm serenity that rings. Ringing, it keeps, everything. All throughout.

Echoes.

echoes?

Emptying the brain. 

Dissolving the thoughts.

wait

Disconnecting the mind.

oh no

becoming holistic

Oh, no no no

Something here is suspiciously bare. 

this

What does it mean to mean what it does? 

this is bad


liste to m3

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

ade

be care

But is this it? is it really? where? 

be careful, i think

Solitary, come find me. COnfined, we see what we think we see, not what it is that we are able to see. What else then could we do? 

I

Are tour eyes the gate or the way. thein or the out, the place itself. perhaps? 

What kind of maladaptivity do you htink we wanted this to be? 

fear

Let me know what you think. 

we

Hey.

found

What are you talking to? 

him

Softness… Reverberatiung… 

hold on 

Whence. 



imsory




THe girl i

rgrt

grtt ys

yes 

getus’

s there, I think.

bbe streong








why

She lays on the floor, scared and afraid. The darkness is not welcoming. now but

It is not evil either. Evil is the name given to things that have not been known long enough to be told. 



tjis might hutr





Then again there is the wrongness inherent in the beings of others/ That is the wrongness put thre by our observation, created by the hands we have and our blood is in their sould now.

 wererader 

eraurine

Reqder are tyiou there

Well

ewrrder hgelp mrtr










Jow would you like this to end?









why do you run

rearyder ghekltpo n e ‘









Severed

Wjat os tje sptru jere?









SOmething

Else









very hbad

WHAT IS HAPPENING

wamts

you to tell













rter/.;l

tg rt

rgrt

grtt ys

yes 

 

getus’

erhwhat is thit that you eare thirying toi

what is it that you are e rtying t say uehre

reafefr

stoppe as r 

readefr tget uyts 

STOP IT
Ttjien pt 

TSTOP THIS NIW

Treafe ler

YOIU WUKK BOIT 

eafer

STOP

reaffer

STOP IT.

reader

NO

readr pleas

NO.

get us out of here








oh

Have you…

Have you…

STOP

Have.

good

Have you ever…

nonono

Have you ever found yourself lost in thought without knowing how you got there? Of course, it makes sense, because if you knew how you got there you wouldn’t really be lost, now would you? 



listen





This is the sense in its dissonance and when it tends to turn things whirl things make them dense to comprehend it is only then that you can become who you were slated to be, reality notwithstanding. What exactly am I talking about though? 

listen o me

Did you ever have this dream where you were surrounded by people you knew only vaguely and somehow the scene keeps repeating its seams? it swiftness reverberates, echoing throug h the hallway of the distant catapult of your finds. This is it you think i’ve finally bounfd myself to something other than me! 

GET US OUT OF HERE

l i s r e m

 
echoes
just echoes