
The end of the mind is crucial for everything.
I am bruised because of my experienced thoughts.
A man appeared on my eyelid and winked me to open my eyes into the sun.
Are you mad? I asked. And the man answered by ripping the only eyelid that I had.
No pain occurred and I felt good because the sleep disappeared. What a relief.
I stood quiet... for a while, licking away at the happenings.