InfinaTe DeparTure Story: City of Forever and Never

Its coLd here today...no eye opening reason to be here...as iif the engiine of exsiisTance has sTopped moviing...around and abouT every dark corner of these scaling towers I force my eyes open, buT...but how? My pupiiLs seemed to be shown to the coLd aiir...dazed...misLead by one of my own senses I sLowLy gLance downward towards my feeT that had appeared to be pLaTTed iinTo the fLoor as iif the Incredible Hulk hiimseLF descended from the muggy sky's above and landed in the fridged asphauLT I sTand upon now. Raising my head iin asToniishmenT I bodLy yeT cauTiiousLy use boTh handz and aLL my sTengTh I couLd musTer, and one by one puLLed each fooT ouT of the cLenchiing ground...

AHHH!!!...

...and the other...

AHHH!!!...

No pain could descriibe what agony I feLT as I sTumbLed quiickLy to the fLoor...breaThiing heavy...gaspiing...I could noT bare to gaze on whaT I beLiieved wouLdbe brokn and bLeediing...iin adrenaLine and FEAR I LOOK TO MY FEET TO SEE...wiires?...fiiLLed wiiTh shuTTeriing curiousiTy I oddLy noTiice thaT the soLE of my riighT fooT iis ensued by wiires and fuses...mosT now ar fryed from whaT I beLiieved happened when I diispeLLed my feeT from the fLoor. I looked around me to see iif I was the onLy one goiing through thiis...to my diismay...I was...the ciiTy wasn'T fuLLy quiieT...because no less than a second laTer I heard as to whaT seemed to be someone waLkiin cLoser...

CLACK...CLACK...CLACK...

CLACK...CLACK...CLACK...

...piicked up a fLAT diisk-liike objeT ready to toss iiT to whaTever was comiing behiind me...

iiTs gone?...

jusT vaniished a iif thaT noiise never even happened...

hmmm...

...sure enough I turn forward and BAM!!!

...I'm knocked iin the head...I use hands to creep backwards quiickLy to see a man iin bLack and bLue Nikes, bLAck skiinny jeans wiiTh the leTTers M.Y.N.D verTiicaLLy on hiis panTs legs, a bLack V-neck thaT looks brand new, and a bLue ziip-down jackeT thaT had the prinTing of a giianT ziipper goiing every whiich way on hiis jackeT...takiing a scond gLance aT hiis face he bore a sTricking resembLance to...me...buT noT so much...sTiiLL speechLes...the ciiTy sTranger geTs on one knee and says iin a deep burLy voiice..."Spiral...we have beem lookiing for you. Your reTurn iis eminanTe. You musT re-engage Cranial-City's source." MusTeriing up the few unfearfuL breaThs I have lefT I saiid,

"my...

my name...iiTs noT...

thiis Spiral guy...

my name...iiTs Dean...whaT are...whaT are you...where am I?...

thiis pLace?...whaT iis iit? He saiid,

"You have been aLseep for 5 years, thiis iis noT how we wiished you would have to see thiis pLAce here iin whiich yu liived and loved..." Iis thiis...am I iin the U.S.? He repLiies to me, "you are farTher iin your miind thaT you may thiink...thiis iis noT your Uniiverse, your soLar sysTem, your worLd, your conTinenT, your sTaTe, your counTy, your ciiTy, nor your home...

thiis iis YOU...

weTher or noT you shaLL beLiieve me or noT...you ARE the SPIRAL EPICENTER...

and thiis...thiis coLd-lefT for noThiing wasTeLand...iis a parT of your body...

as i saiid...

weLcome to Caranial-City...

THIS iis your miind."


END CHPT. 1

Standing Below High Waters

Terrified...iiT can aLL be so...unseen...the way as we who are miisundersTood sTroLL through grounds thaT are; noT waiisT, buT shouLder deep iin murky waTers. The only peace thaT lives here iiz thaT of aLL the forging hearTs thaT where sTrangLed for seTTLiing diifferences. Yet it is noT we thaT shouLd re_creaTe a baTTLe...for iif we do so thaT wLd unLeash an overwheLmiing sense of paiin thaT we are now heaLiing from. Even so what are we heaLiing from?! A decepTiion? A Liie? Fears?...Nothiing sTays the same,
...good or bad
noThiing iiz normaL,
...good or bad
noThiing lasTs forever,
...good or bad.
Why should we give up?! WE!!! WE WHO ARE CLOUDZ OF DETERMINATION MOTIVATED PAST DESPERATION! WE!!! WE WHO ARE NOTHING SHORT OF A POKUH FACE THAT KEEPS THE SUN SHINING DOWN PAST OUR WEARY FASAD! WE!!! WE WHO HAVE A CHARMING POTENTIAL TO MAKE ANYONE BELIEVE THAT THA POSSIBLE IS POSSIBLE...WE!!!...who they...caLL us MisfiTs...and they...THEY...ARE THOSE THAT SHOULD BE...terrified.

[This word is dedicated to the bond Jasmine Del Prince and Randy Dukes...]

There's Another Twist-'er

Fallin in and out of places,
and the place im fallin in,
is fallin out of recognizing
yu had to hid it all within.

I neva wouldve eva,
let you feel this way,
but who's to say I even feel
if you felt the same way?

Now don't get me wrong,
I should've checked your background,
but its my own background,
that got me back on the ground.

Should've took my time,
but I always fell fast,
felt like heartbreak Drake,
Thought it was Something that could last.

SO NOW I LOOK PAST,
CUZ I'M PAST THE FINISH LINE,
AND MY TEARS TRY AND CATCH ME,
BUT THEYRE STILL TWO STEPS BEHIND!

WAY BEHIND, SO FAR,
THAT I GOTTA SQUINT TO SEE,
WHATS THE POINT OF LOOKIN BACK,
MY FUTURES RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!

IMMA PUT MY DOUBTS DOWN,
SO I CAN KEEP MY CHIN UP,
MOVE THE HATERS AT THE BOTTOM,
TO TAKE THE LADDER TO THE TOP!

NO STOPS! MY CAR FLOPS?
THEN ILL WALK ALL THE WAY,
TWO BLUE FEET RUNNING,
SMURF_AYE ALL DAY!!!