Torn in two but I'm still whole

Light refracts within this broken soul

Feel the waves on my skin

Reverberation, I'm in

I'm in a box

Four walls

Determine all

Life or death?

It's the jury's call

No right or wrong, when both exist

Finding beauty in the human complex

To drink the poison as a gift

Celestial slumber, astrally project

To sacred numbers, the code to it all

(Data log 108. September, 06. 2007

At least I think that's the date

The only known fact I have at this point is the number of logs I've created

However the time in between them is starting to dissipate and blur

When I listen back to the recordings they seem jumbled and the years seem to skip around

There's also another voice. Distant and muted, but that can't be possible right?

I remember the mission clearly. I am to curate that which we cannot see, within our realm of sight

With the help of a sacred equation, and unequivocal knowledge of that which is incomprehensible

I have been able to travel to realms within our realms

All while losing sense of self. Now how do I get back?)

You can't even begin to comprehend

When light is dark the shadows start to swim

Inside your mind is a world unseen

It was never a dream

It was never a dream

Superposition

Can you tell me what is real?

I've seen the walls of hell, in these cells of glial

Release me demon for I decide my fate

Release me father

Oh my God

You can't even begin to comprehend

When light is dark the shadows start to swim

When up is down, right is wrong, sin becomes fucking holy

There's no boundaries insight

This is more than you bargained for

A simple mind could not defy what you're built for

Know your place and go back whence you came

Back to the comfort for which you feel ashamed

Only in death will you obtain

So save your last breath or die in vain

Never again to see this place

Now heed thy warning and go

Before I take your soul

Kept inside these 4 walls

I'm tellin you

Tellin you

Data log 111. September, 09. 2009

I've officially lost all sense of reality

From what I've gathered, my name is Dr. Richard Nielsen

I've been keeping regular data logs of my days here in

Wherever it is I am. It's been three days since my last recording, yet my equipment tells me it's been 2 years

I don't see how that can be possible, but then again I currently can't see anything beyond, well anything really

It's like I'm stuck in a metaphysical box that's both there and not there

There is nothing in my way and yet I cannot move forward nor back

I should've listened

Locked in this prison

Am I alive?

Or simply a vision projected on spectral incisions

Every decision, mirrored in perfect harmony, melody, frequency

What goes up

Must come down

What's in between should never be found

The past is the present

The future is now

The world that I lived in is turning to

Superposition

Is this reality?

I've been here so long

Can't tell apart my dreams

Transdimensional, we break the string

We can be anything

You can't even begin to comprehend

When light is dark the shadows start to swim

Becoming one only tempts them in

Let the trials begin

Let the trials begin

I have come down from the top of the construct

To remind you all of the worth that you lack

Spineless rats all just caught in the web

Ensnared by a devil that's all in your head

You can't even begin to comprehend

The picture without you is the day we begin

There's no good or evil

No right or wrong

Insignificant deaths

But I will live on

Rid you of your kind

All benign

Return back to nature

Reverse time

You can't even begin to comprehend

When light is dark the shadows start to

I don't want to be exhumed from this place

In the in between

It means everything