Like a rock interrupting peaceful waters it caught me off guard, like a ripple in my mind.
Undefined visions, blurred, undermined, undetermined in my head, seeing sounds and hearing colours, feeling what's unreal?
Imagining reality, living imagination, running through this sweet sensation.
Thoughts and feelings in a whirl, unorthodox, temperous, and uncontrolled under the black light.
Soft and mello, the voice surrounding me like smog, filling my every dimension.
It's a masquerade ball in my head, dancing figures, unknown, tumbling down the stairway to heaven.
Glistening like silver spoons upon the midnight sky, luminous, ominous is the moon, a soft porcelain glow touching my closed eyes.
As I slowly creep back to reality, "You can take your seatbelt off now. The plane has landed." Says the flight attendant.