Free My Conscience

I felt warm, relaxed.
Covered with my blanket, overcome in its warmth, completely wrapped.
closed my eyes, drifted into abstract darkness, became completely detached.
I thought I was going to shift into that condition of body and mind in which consciousness is suspended, but i.....
Who is she? She looks like another me, where is she?
What is this place? She was completely rapt in emptiness
Embraced ..... By its cold, keen, hard, steel walls
Tasted the aftertaste of loneliness
Pale, cold, white skin. She was bare. Felt the biting coldness of the steel floor onto which she was thrust.
Misty fogginess smeared her vision, took over her completely
The coldness traveled through her, harsh on her lungs
Every part of her was to eventually freeze, the smell of rusting metal that suggested she had been there for years.
she was desperate, to escape these motionless walls
This lifeless place. 6 walls, steel box. She was eager.
This constant beeping, when too much silence has been eating, you up and constant hissing and screeching. It was taunting, it was haunting.
She ran into those walls, aching for remorse, hungry for freedom.
But they were reflective, she bounced to the other side, another wall, then once again, thrust into the steel ground, miserably collapsed, no longer intact. THAT ME WAS ON THE PATH OF SELF DESTRUCTION.
THAT ME WAS THE PSYCHOLOGICAL AND PEHNONMENOL DIMENSION OF MY MIND
They say equal and opposite reaction but they have been attacking us with their forces, subjugating us with their tyranny, abusing their power
but there has never been a single equal and opposite reaction..... From us the powerless
So thank you, Newton, for your scientific discoveries, but scientific laws don't apply to humanity. So now, for god's sake can we study humanity.
Once upon a time, i was voiceless and she was trapped. Tormented between 6 walls, steel box.
But now i use my voice
And she woke up when she was whapped with what was wonderful wilderness. Great, glistening, green, grass, gentle balmy breeze, bright blue swings. Mad, motionful movement, mantled with life. She became a Falcon, finally freed, flying into the blue sky.
She was set free

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