: About Me

A Certainly Inviting Dream The doors of perception have opened I've forsaken the burden of sin It is time for me to awaken It is time for the dream to begin I stand in a field filled with flowers I can hear them all whisper in tongues Their pollen floats into my system And it rests in the depths of my lungs The sky then erupts into thunder All the flowers have shriveled and died A rain cloud then makes my acquaintance And he asks me if I need a ride I gladly accept the cloud's offer And grab onto his soft fluffy mane He asks me where I would be going So I tell him "Away from the pain" We t...