i can hallucinate almost at will. i can leave reality behind or bend it to my will. in my altered states i can have all those other super-powers and a million more besides. there is no right or wrong, no up or down, no consequences to my actions; because it's all in my mind. the tawdry necessities of life are only illusions and all is well with the world in a swirl of sound and emotions.

call it a gift, call it psychosis, call it altered consciousness or hiding away from the drudgery of life; i call it my little window into a place most can never go.