Here's something I've written through several sativa induced writting sessions. I should be recording it shortly. I think I've posted it before, so if it looks familiar, no I did not steal it

Thru Time and Space

Ideas are coming at me at such a rapid rate // that they
Overlap each other, I canā??t differentiate //
Each thought, they blend together in one stream
An altered reality takes over this dream
I canā??t separate the two, I know itā??s hopeless // but
Suppose it isnā??t, I gotta snap out of it, focus
Every object stains the inside of my head // with a
Single colour, spilling into this essence Iā??ve bled

A pool of concepts that doesnā??t have a surface
A solitary collection, void of any purpose
A poison thatā??s undergoing the act of osmosis// with no
Separating membrane, I donā??t know how close it is // before
It kicks in, affecting my nervous system
Involuntary twitches make my fingers a fist //
My appearance is that of a Parkinsonā??s patient
Patiently waiting for the serum to park in // to my

Blood stream, flowing through my veins and arteries
Accelerating with each and every heart beat
I feel the energy, a pulsating fixation
I canā??t help but savour every sensation
The ground is behind me, the sound on the ceiling
The craziest thing, I canā??t understand what Iā??m feeling
I confuse the rational and the improbable
Things set in stone and things impossible

Every thingā??s foggy, I canā??t concentrate
Itā??s useless for me to try and define this state
I stop attempting what I know is useless
Relax myself and enjoy my way through this
Breathing this aura of infatuation
I sense the scent of upcoming elation
I need to continue on to find my place //Iā??ll
Eventually find my way, through time and space