trying to show the fever sensing when sickness temporarily took away the body’s sense-ory sense-ing of “reality” and its space/time. This was the structure but it had no sight, distance,etc. Awareness snapped along these chains (information traps/gates) and built its own, tunnelling/bridging away from everything into thin and empty stratosphere nausea to hide from the awful things coming for us (inside people, rooms, concrete, ALL over) only sense the dread from their presence seeping ahead of them
I saw them today resurrected flowing from a car. I was scared and then thought the motions were from masturbation, but realized that it was convulsions of tears and that her form was distorted and pulled through itself by the pain and grief.
