Another plane where you can exist.

Woke up. I remember something from the past few days, but not much. I feel nothing but yet something. Some moments i feel like i didn't exist. So I decide to call Leelu. A good friend of mine. We just talk and i tell her about this. She says "dude! You're going thru delirium. Go read about it and DO NOT KEEP DRINKING! And rest!" So here i am. Just looked up delirium and it seems to be pretty bad. My hands are shaking and it's quite hard do do anything. Even writing this is quite.... weird? Just took a glass of beer. Feels pretty good so I think I'll continue with it. And maybe roll one so i could sleep. Help would be good, but no help is coming. I'm gonna go and play blues for the red sun.

Cataclysm

Everything seems so empty and soulless. I'm walking on a street where's a hundred or more people..yet I feel like I'm all alone. I look at people and only see blank black pages flowing around the nether - nothing to read from them or write on. Day by day, air gets harder to breathe. Surroundings fade and endless space with no end appears. I feel nothing, like I have no soul, no heart, no feelings, yet I feel this. People talk, I try to listen but their words turn only quieter and quieter until I can't hear them at all. I see dreams/visions of a place far away, if it exists. I'd like to go there. This here is just..dead.

Seer

Old habits and addictions are yet to come back it seems. All that I locked up inside a few years ago wants to get out. If I would to be smart..I wouldn't let me get out. But...., I love the feeling it rises within. I have no idea what should I do. Should I give into my lust?