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It was strange; a mystical, wonderful, explosive experience that sent shivers down my spine. Here I was, standing on the ocean’s edge, on the tip of a triangle of crumbling rock with tens of hundreds of thousands of feet of empty space between myself and the crests of the tallest waves. It was like nothing I could have ever imagined, with the wind powerfully sweeping my hair around the contours of my face and obstructing my vision in such a way that I couldn’t have seen the spectacle if I tried. All other senses were so heightened that I was forced to use nothing but my mind to see the image before me.
Suddenly my eyes snapped open, and I was back to where I stood, the ocean a plane stretching out like a desert, the waves like sand being blown into the air and hastily pushed back to the ground by the same force. I couldn’t tell you how bizarre it was! I was hearing the sunset on the horizon, tasting the pink undersides of the clouds that rested above the gleaming sun. I flared my nostrils to take in the magnificent scent of the sun’s rays, and through the sandals on my feet, I could feel the texture of the burning surface with each tongue of flame reaching up, caressing my bare foot, and slithering back to where it came. Yet still, with my eyes open to the scene, I could see nothing.
All at once my hearing was changed, and the sun was nowhere to be found. Instead of the beautiful sonnet of fire, I was hearing a soft ballad coming from salty waters. The fire was no longer touching my feet, but water streamed across instead in pulses that left droplets across my toes to drip back to the ground. I strained my eyes and could see the ocean once again beneath me, so far away, so foreign to me. To take in the glimmer of the water was not enough, as I realized the moment I saw the sun’s reflection in it. I slowly turned my gaze to the sky, where the last thing I saw was a white hot flash that was felt by my eyesight and that alone. In those last moments, all other senses had abandoned me; or was it I who abandoned them?
Soon later I woke up. I was in an insane asylum. There were doctors that told me I was crazy every day, and even better they told me I was blind. That sucked. Really bad. I guess I was blind, I couldn’t see anything. I hate how that happened. I wish I wasn’t blind and crazy.

Description
It was strange; a mystical, wonderful, explosive experience that sent shivers down my spine. Here I was, standing on the ocean’s edge, on the tip of a triangle of crumbling rock with tens of hundreds of thousands of feet of empty space between myself and the crests of the tallest waves. It was like nothing I could have ever imagined, with the wind powerfully sweeping my hair around the contours of my face and obstructing my vision in such a way that I couldn’t have seen the spectacle if I tried. All other senses were so heightened that I was forced to use nothing but my mind to see the image before me.
Suddenly my eyes snapped open, and I was back to where I stood, the ocean a plane stretching out like a desert, the waves like sand being blown into the air and hastily pushed back to the ground by the same force. I couldn’t tell you how bizarre it was! I was hearing the sunset on the horizon, tasting the pink undersides of the clouds that rested above the gleaming sun. I flared my nostrils to take in the magnificent scent of the sun’s rays, and through the sandals on my feet, I could feel the texture of the burning surface with each tongue of flame reaching up, caressing my bare foot, and slithering back to where it came. Yet still, with my eyes open to the scene, I could see nothing.
All at once my hearing was changed, and the sun was nowhere to be found. Instead of the beautiful sonnet of fire, I was hearing a soft ballad coming from salty waters. The fire was no longer touching my feet, but water streamed across instead in pulses that left droplets across my toes to drip back to the ground. I strained my eyes and could see the ocean once again beneath me, so far away, so foreign to me. To take in the glimmer of the water was not enough, as I realized the moment I saw the sun’s reflection in it. I slowly turned my gaze to the sky, where the last thing I saw was a white hot flash that was felt by my eyesight and that alone. In those last moments, all other senses had abandoned me; or was it I who abandoned them?
Soon later I woke up. I was in an insane asylum. There were doctors that told me I was crazy every day, and even better they told me I was blind. That sucked. Really bad. I guess I was blind, I couldn’t see anything. I hate how that happened. I wish I wasn’t blind and crazy.