This is Death

A beach in coloured negative

All molds, purples and weird greens

A lone white stallion galloping away from the roaring sea

It is coming towards me at great speed, closer, it thunders

My instinct is to flee

But instead, I stand my ground

Not due to fear or paralysis

The terrified road-crossing hare

Mesmerized by the headlights of an oncoming car

But rather the compelling desire

To impact with this powerful beastly vision

To make the marvelous happen

To break through to the other side

The sky is black, and the beast is upon me

A cataclysmic explosion in the head

No pain, or if so, it has been negated

By the instant release of a chemical flood of endorphin

Such as that which occurs

When one is severely injured in a car accident or such muck

A brilliant cascade of iridescent lights

Star fall and burst in my cranium

Multiple images of running horses

Flash on and off in stroboscopic mandala

Electric mass, constantly changing form in comic animation

"This is death," says a disembodied voice

A sensation afloat, with nobody, no form

Endless spinning spirals eternal fractals

I am dreaming all of this and all of this is dreaming me

I am dreaming the dream and the dream is dreaming me

I am dreaming the dream and the dream is dreaming me

I am not asleep

I am not asleep

I am not asleep

I am not asleep

I am not asleep

I am not

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I am -

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