Taking control of the vertical,
Horizontal, controlling sight and sound,
Entering into this is to ensure travel.

Traveling beyond the normal to the bizarre,
Within the boundaries of time and space,
Ideas and theories are very possible.
Living and dead together, far apart but close,
Into the darkness of light we must travel.
Going into the depths of the human mind,
Highlights of dreams, probabilities, and fantasies,
The mind is just one key to the senses.

Zones of time, dimensions of sight and sound,
Only anything may present itself for approval.
Now relax and wait for your departure.
Exit one soul it is your only chance for mortality.

cecil hickman

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