i found myself in the jungle
the monotonous boom of kick
the rhythm of life
the frequency speakency to my soul
heuh huh heuh huh
the bass shakes shakes shkaes the earth below my feet
the lights melt and implode and are reborn as waves
the thickets of the jungle
claustrophobia
release
please
release
breathe
the jungle breathes
not just it's inhabitants
but itself moves
the flow of energies and shift of density
the blood of the people the
beat of the heart
an enigmatic wasteland
a sinking foot into dry dirt
a cold place with bright colours
a dust storm as the nomads herd to loud noises
never a quiet moment
never a visual cleanse
the final boss of overstimulation
'recreational' substances have a symbiotic relationship with this place
drinking is the extreme sport variant
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people committing micro-brain-suicides to enjoy this space
it almost becomes a chore
99% recovery during the sunned period
the jungle wildens as the sun goes away
-d
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