Chaos ensues

In a time where clarity is so obsolete and the mind has took hold of a formless shape. A visceral enmity of the thoughts that lead the very act of thinking astray. It's a doomed spiral of unknown quantity that exudes stressing factors and an abominable feeling of losing the hold of what have been supposed to be an easy manipulation of facts and information that is presumed to be an innate skill that a typical human should posses. It's a fall of substance, an avalanche of madness, a deep dive to the murky waters of chaos.

The locutions that have been iterated in this junctions of words and letters could be qualified as a confusion, a random spout of vocabulary that may or may not mean something. It could be a proof to attest how messed up this moment had been. A dire moment of needed insurance that a simple action of creating a visible message could still be done in spite of the internal turmoil of a being that has long gone considered itself as one of a human. A small slip, a slight miscalculation and the loose of everything that sanity tries to hold would be a long forgotten entity and what is left at its wake would be a destruction, a wasteland of a lifeless form that have been stripped off of rational characterization.

But through this meager method of expression, it have appeared that what might be considered as a chaos that could have been ensued at someone's mind has been cleared slowly. The flow of words have been able to wash off the various thoughts of uncertainty that have flogged each and every folds of the mind. Finally, the hazy bellows have reached its destination as of now and have ended a present misery. Although an overconfidence of this peace would be a fatal mistake considering one cannot fully suppress the power that is present in wars. There will always be conflict, may it be internal or due to external force but it's better to push it away- even for a minute distance- and have experience a slight sweet rhapsody for it isn't always there for a mortal to hold.