The alarm buzzes on a gloomy 7:30 o-clock morning, as I rise up from bed by the constant reminders of work. I head up and make my usual breakfast – two fried eggs and mashed potatoes onto the plate. Doing my usual routine I took a 5 minute shower, dressed up, and head to the nearest bus route.
Despite being an ordinary day, something seemingly felt off – it wasn't about the usual rainy days on fall, nor the feeling of tiredness that lingers from a bad night's sleep; it was something my mind couldn't grasp, nor can't explain other than the tingling inside of my mind. Rationalizing the situation I was in was a waste of energy, and so I tried ditching that feeling as the bus arrived at the station.
Reaching my destination to work that one feeling starts to tingle within my mind again – albeit slightly stronger than before – and to the point it started to bother me quite a bit. Before entering the building I decided to pop out my phone to text my family. Just seconds before doing what I was about to do, something that felt like a zap, zipped through my brain. With a sting of nervousness within my gut I stood there, trying to comprehend what happened.
Within a few seconds my eyes subconsciously darted a faint, glowing orb just above the peripherals of my vision. It was at that time I realized something was off the hooks; it seemed very real, as I questioned myself whether if this was a beginning of a reality break. I couldn't help but just stand there, gazing the orb in a fixed position as it gradually expanded.
I noticed the surrounding environment started to curtain into darkness – the more my eyes focused on the center of the orb. I tried to resist, but sheer curiosity – blended along with shock petrified me of moving. Then, I heard of a singing voice that resembled similar of Saint Freddie Mercury. The orb suddenly expanded into vibrant colors of light as it emitted incongruous shapes and patterns of transcendental fractures.
I was stuck in a mental state which felt like eternity, hearing "SAINT SLIPSANDROR, DYNAMITE WITH A LAZER BEAM". As if it continued chanting in a saint-like alto tone which sounded like a million ancient roman saints chanting with great biblical eyes in unison. I realized the perception of my mind was being infused with mysterious, yet omnipotential-like substances as if Datura and DMT – amplified by Saint Lord Jesus Christ infused together and created a godlike drug capable of transcending the mind through transfinite amounts of metaverses – as the ever-lasting eyes within those intricate patterns of the transcendentatibus laudabilitatem sanctorum dementorum unfortunatorum of thy greatest saints permeated every neuron within my brain.
I was given by the thought – from such a mysterious entity which I manage to get the gist of, yet not fully comprehend the source, knowing that I was forever cursed by a saint-like seraphim-ophanim infused biblical angel, somehow decided to drug me with the transcendentatems unfortunati infantibilis due to a sin, that I didn't know I have committed until precognition by thy greatest astral-multiversal-transcendental ambassadors of Saint Freddie Mercury – to which I may have to do a deed granted by the gods in order to redeem myself hitherto to the sins I have committed in the past
