Oh, how I slip into unconsciousness is so beautiful.
Without warning, without premeditations, I start to lose the sensation in my fingertips.
I fall into a place where nothing makes any sense but everything I see feels very right.
I break into a cold sweat, I scream at illusions, and I fear the unreal.
I feel as if I can’t move, I can’t think for myself.
I become obsessed with the fake dialogue that is projected at me.
I am observing images flash before my eyes and then disappear in seconds.
I almost feel as if I am being controlled, almost proselytized…

…And then I turn off the television.