In one of the infinite universes that exists, there sits a being atop a mountain, on a planet inhabited by only those who are unlike him. He is the one known as Phelepkin, and he towers over the city, his head reaching the clouds. His body is immobile from sitting on the mountain for centuries, and the roots of the trees have grown through his flesh up to his torso, anchoring him. His mind creates enough energy to sustain the inhabitants of the planet, who mock and hate him due to his grotesque appearance. The only way Phelepkin can disperse this energy, is by enduring the pain they inflict upon him. And in suffering, he keeps them alive and learns. And he loves them for this.
On the phone, writing, and the radio is on too. Not paying attention to any one thing but splitting my mind among all three. Triple blades slicing my mind like a pie and using each piece in a half-assed way. I want to be free from all thoughts so I must overload my mind until it explodes. The person on the phone is getting pissed because my attention is obviously not there. This hurts my head. I wonder if I can add a fourth stimulant. Putting the tv on too. Voices in my ear head and eyes. Voices in my eyes? My eyes vibrate AND YELL. No, the person on the phone is yelling, because I keep going "huh?" I need to lay down. This is what losing my mind feels like