I was sitting in the auditorium of the theater.
The front never performs on the stage
…
It's dilapidated and deserted. Moss grew on the walls as far as the eye could see.
Weeds grew wildly, and the humid air was filled with a fishy smell.
…
This feeling is so weird
I know I showed up here without warning.
But "consciousness" tells me
i have been here
Never left.
…
What are you praying for?
Intention: None
