Let's stipple the swollen organisms to your eyelids.

Shut them once, shut them twice.

You're getting very sleepy now,

Feel the weight of the world erase from your shoulders.

Listen to me carefully as we glide through sudden visions of what is not now:

We are in a forest, dew is sparkling off of every petal and every branch.

Release your anger, forget who you were then and notice who you are now.

Picture the one who loves you and holds you dearly.

And this is the feeling of hope and having.

Now follow me some place else:

We're in the desert and there is no one else around but you and a cacti for miles to come.

Dunes play as the river and confuse you along the way,

You shouldn't travel too far even if you hear her laughter.

She waits for you at the end of a sand-bed holding a clay vase of water,

But the nearer you are the farther she seems to get.

Cringe in the moments of lost and longing.

And you shouldn't forget, what you hold dear.

Now relax and count to ten, remember moments that you will cherish:

One:

Two:

Three:

Four:

Five:

Now moments you would change.

Six:

Seven:

Eight:

Nine:

Ten:

Open your eyes and shut them again.

And watch your step,

You will be the fault of your own demise.