You wake up to find yourself floating face down in a pool of dark water surrounded by hungry Alligators. Alligators,feeding off your water logged body, for years, slowly chomping you to bits. Eyes blinking wearily, your semi-conscious mind jolts into a birth of panic.
The frozen block of fear begins to cracks, chip, and slips off your soul. Gently, quietly, motion is willed thru your splayed fingers, gliding you to safety.
The shore draws nearer. A desperate, hungry alligator clamps its mighty jaw to the cuffs of your jean. Jaw locked tight, the alligator violently jerks its massive head, and over-sized reptilian form to and fro, aggressively driving you back in to the murky waters. Paddling faster, energy summoned from the bowels of your soul, your eyes on the shore. A voice whispers, "Don't turn around, don't look the alligator in the eye, it feeds on your fear and your attention, it's time to starve the monster out!".