visions spalltered upon the black walls that build up my embryos memory. chaotic signs of cofused determination colliding together with nothing left to translate. I try and explain the happenings of my mind, since that day the pictures that eased my head have corroded and found a place amoungst the dead. as the lonely candle flickers illumination, dancing shadows playing with their instruments and making their scene, festive laughs and the smell of familariity which eased your upset stomach. to the untrained ear the audiable tones come in the shape of silence but when i donate my eyes to the sound suddently it appears. sound shaped, striking a chord to breed melody. my mind takes a less confused shape and the outline slowly starts to appear. I find beauty in this...