Way Down: the Illusion of Reality and the Reality of Illusion

Stranded in my thoughts

Lost in my attempts

A hopeless image

Was being painted

And then a voice.

Now what?

A story was told

A story of old

Words I knew

Storyteller is that you?

Mystical words

Jolting my delirious cells

Into harmony

Storyteller is that you?

Chanting words I knew?

Oh storyteller is that you?

Coming for the rescue?

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