My senses trying to rationalize the sounds, pulled me out of my inner reality, to my outer reality. Where I could hear the wind blowing causing a metal banging sound. It didn't sound like the scratching I perceived before. I walked to open the gate. I saw a flash of light, I dismissed it thinking my brain wasn't fully awake. I turned, I could see the source of the flash of light. An electrical storm was lighting up the inside of a cloud, above the mountain. I asked the mountain "Is everything okay?" The mountain told me not to worry about such things it only mattered in places I wasn't welcomed. Of all the places I'm not welcomed this is the only one worth mentioning.
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
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