Something has gotten into me

Gently awaking

It’s a combination

A sense of Direction

And a sense of the Gods

How am I here?

I have changed

I am becoming present

But within an illusion

And what seemed to be a dream

Is something I can touch

And what seemed to be real is fading

Strange

Stranger

How am I Standing?

How is this real?

But it is.

I feel like I can see

And I absorb the suffering

And watch it transform

It’s so weird

And I’m weird

But something has gotten into me

And I’m different