The Paranoia of Life

When I close my eyes, I'm in the temple, in the Himalayas. My back against the wall of the cave. I'm in my cavern in the mansion. It's all here, it's always here. Always right at the same place. First time I experienced this timeless, spaceless quality, several years back, a chemical called STP. He found myself in a silent booth. The drama of life going on around me as if it were a series of still photographs,. including his own part of the drama. "I felt a great sense of loss"