I've been to the otherside. I wanna go back. This huge pile of crap lying before me makes me wanna go back. Back to the place where I could do anything. The 'state' if you will. I could go anywhere I wanted to go. I could be anything I wanted to be. I could fly, swim, drift, float, stare into the yellow light, evaporate and just be. I couldn't wait for life to happen to me; I could make it happen. Not reality, Life! With everything that the word stands for. To 'live' is life. I could spend my whole life in minutes. It would just be a long walk. A promenade with all the most beautiful moments taking place. All the beautiful moments. Play the soundtrack of my life with my friends by my side. My life wouldn't be redundant. I remember holding on to reality when i felt that I was slipping too far into it. But now I know which is better. I want to go back and be a pirate, walk on clouds, storm the skies, fly with the dust carrying me in the wind, control the waves of the ocean with the movements of my hand. Everything is yellow except when the occasional 'Crazy train', 'Mr. Crowley' or 'Bohemian Rhapsody' changes it. I'l move to every note, every bend and every tremolo. When it screams, I'l feel the thunder hitting me and when it cries my heart would weep. And when the 'Yellow Light' fades I'd open my eyes; only to realise how the time had passed. Then take a long nap. Exhausted of all the adventures I'd had.
