CDE As I begin that subtle slip to the unconscious gentle sliding mingled with desperate thoughts, brief flickers of reality try to caution me, cry against my abandon to the other side, Panic stricken, I grope for thoughts floating just beyond my grasp, try desperately to bring them back home. Growing helplessness at failed efforts to remain real. Help me catch it, caatch it, caaatch it . . . I'm scrambling, seeking a way out of the swirling confusion, but footholds vanish with each reckless step as muscles lock in spasm. I scream words that won't come except in the language of whimpers and groans.
Brain cells take flight.
It waaas arooound heeeeere soooooooooomewheeeeeeeeere . . A lifetime of distance . Life in the hands of a hero with a sugar fix. The hero has completed his mission. Im floating back on a wave of glucose.