My voyeuristic vision of magnetic fields brings the tier to a fall. The energy flicks and flacks with a filament of fun. This twick twack makes my ears smile with a nauseating noise, but this is not a negative emotion it is more restless in its attempts to arrest my mind and lasso anything I thought was my own thoughts. This is no rodeo I scream, but again I am quiet in the face of my impending death. Within a flash the sins of the world enter my nostrils and I find this particularly uncomfortable and flinch at the constant pounding that now is my body. A car passes by as I feel the joy of my soul on the wrist of my hand. My pussy convulses and I suddenly feel the urge to fuck but you are far away so I am left with only thoughts and thoughts are not a tongue. EXPLOSION! I am dead.