Like A…Like A…Like A…Like A Something.
I am walking through the dark alley. As dark as night with no moon and no stars. As dark as the blackest of black. As dark as a blind fold. As dark as space without stars. As dark as sleep. Yes, I am walking through the alley that is as dark as space without stars. The void is all around sucking the action from the calm. It is all around. I can feel it like the void that wasn’t there. Everything is calm and crazy beyond confusion. Confusion like a maelstrom of chaos.