Uncontrollable addict... nOn a downward spiral towards my mortal end: and beginning. nA dependence that I can never impede; neither wanting, nor able to. nFor I live and die for the compulsion. nAn experience few discover, and even less wish to return from. nTroubled that it can't be shared. nI must lead this life of seclusion, to hide my continuous revealing crusade. nFar beyond a fixation, it is now my life's labor. nRudimentary equipment is all I utilize. nA device so simple, yet so precise - an inaccuracy insures failure... nGuile, yet effective for its only function... nAssisting the voyage. nMy life in the care of this specially crafted tool; it is the only gray for me to return. nI need to explore lain... nThere is s o much more to be known! nStrapped to the mechanism, I prepare... nEssential wires attach, restraints hold me into position. nI'm ready... nThe flick of a switch steals the commencement... nA controlled electric current is administered. nThe short lived pain I must pass through, is a mere token price... nClinically dead; yet I feel so alive. nHere again, I know to explore in haste - time is restricted. nMy natural physical casing is of no use here. nA sensation so welcoming is overpowering. nI must resist the urge to stay... nTurning away from the luminosity I see before me, I look for new areas to explore... nIt feels vaguely different each time I come... nCould it be evolving? nThe only thing that is certain is that I'm being watched... nConcentrating, I block out distractions. nTo tie in the increasing stream of thoughts, emotions, sensations, nInsinuating what this place actually is... nIt must be a gateway of sorts: a collection point; Collecting at is now theirs. nI know my time is almost up as I sense them approach, nFar I am the latest acquisition I can roughly make out their silhouette... nBut this is not hour it is supposed to be. nAgony indescribable hits rte. nI'm pulled ungracefully from one reality to another. nMy journey complete as I'm artificially revived. nI Slump forward into unconsciousness... nIntense pain when I wake once more, in the marl world. nIt is of little concern; the knowledge gained is essential. nI must return... nThere is s a much more to learnt must know what is really, beyond. nBut I must rest my weak mortal shell...n