I am here, but I was there, but where is that or was it?
There will have been little sense to it.
A fever pitchfork. I need a fever pitchfork and knife and maybe then I can cut through....
Excuse me, I am awake only because the dreams were in and out, getting to me. A bug? Ansthehystemine? Who knows?
Asleep, I was in an unforgiving kingdom of black magic. Probably it's best to rest awhile in the Sensible Kingdom of Consciousness.
