Seeing with the eyes of a runaway.
The hyperaberration of existence..hundreds of doors to open, leading to corridors which take you to the point where dream begins…a life in matter thicker than dreams..thought discretion has failed, but you can still try to come to terms with the thought…don’t pay attention to the fading noise, you won’t be able to catch your breath only for a moment…then, there will be plenty of time to increase the chance of surviving away from the chaos you’re dragging behind you.