I close my eyes and the vacuum begins. A mysterious force that pulls shapes from my head. Shapes of all sizes,depths, and colors. Shape by shape, geometry by geometry I construct my world, this world. Seemingly an infinite supply of anything can come from within me. It's not my brain, or my imagination, its something greater. Like a universal mind. A mind that has the answer to all my imagination can ask it. When this brain is in use time and space seemingly do not exist, rather each moment is an infinite piece of this work of architecture. When I leave this state and arrive back on this planet, it always seems to a bit different. Like each object has a particular glow to it that can not be explained, only experienced. And generally a new painting, drawing, sculpture, or piece of architecture has been placed in front of me.
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