I'll Try Not To Spook You

_{In betwee tiredness and restlessness (I speculate maybe when I've consumed a type of Orange Juice) Between 2am ~3am I lay and close my eyes and my eye lids become like portals I can see through; where as virtual like images personify. These people, I've never seen before in places I haven't seen are obviously - in a stream between my consciousness and subconsciousness or to me what would be more logical~ the result of my experimentation with my peneal gland at a younger age. These visions don't speak or maybe they are pitched to pervade thought but evade the memory. A particular days diet for me can be like the see shell - placed to the ear and hearing what sounds like the ocean~ My cells remember a time before me ~ And maybe After.}