This is something I have found to be peculiar to these niche works of art laid hidden beneath the festering mass of dreck enjoyed by those with little artistic sensibility - they strip bare the elements of your being most in need of a warm embrace and coat them in a sheath of material descriptive only to you in particular.
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Immensely breathtaking, as right as I had booted this up I became so viscerally engaged in witnessing the nebulous spectacle unfolding before me that I seemed to have willfully partaken in an involuntary directing of all my cognitive effort to the conducement of an intersensory voyage into the untrodden recesses of my mind, an experience which I would soon after come to understand as being exemplary in its' residual afterglow on the immaterial element of my being.
I yearn to keep afloat the cosmically wondrous and to revel in the resulting ontological insecurity.
I pine for the childlike wonder of that which accompanies the innermost of all journeys.
I don't want to mull over anything anymore.
I wish to keep dreaming.
Forevermore.