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Signal Disruption (A Mental Intervention)
Mental Wartime
Must my mind wither once all of it's matter is diminished? The heart works it's ways in a deplorable movement, one agonizing thump after another, streaming it's mentally debilitating broadcast to the headstrong control tower, which in turn sends out tiny electromagnetic waves of misinformation to the subconscious crew who have the tendency to turn it into propaganda to get what they want. Surging aches occur from the full-scale onslaught that occurs because of these messages. The nervous public twitching in frightened anticipation of the massive bloody war to come.
"So what do we have here? Is this her second visit?"
"Yes doctor. Another war is yet to come."
"We must prepare. This will be one of the worst. Prepare the sedatives and morphine, we need this girl practically comatose before it begins."
"Yes doctor."
They frantically rush about, all the nurses in their white uniforms, though instead of a cross there is a sash on their arms labeled NERVES, standing for 'Nurse Emergency Response for Various Emotional Struggles', getting there bearings and preparing for what is to be unleashed.
"Are we all ready?"
"Yes doctor, everything is in place."
"Then let's begin."
Must my mind wither once all of it's matter is diminished? The heart works it's ways in a deplorable movement, one agonizing thump after another, streaming it's mentally debilitating broadcast to the headstrong control tower, which in turn sends out tiny electromagnetic waves of misinformation to the subconscious crew who have the tendency to turn it into propaganda to get what they want. Surging aches occur from the full-scale onslaught that occurs because of these messages. The nervous public twitching in frightened anticipation of the massive bloody war to come.
"So what do we have here? Is this her second visit?"
"Yes doctor. Another war is yet to come."
"We must prepare. This will be one of the worst. Prepare the sedatives and morphine, we need this girl practically comatose before it begins."
"Yes doctor."
They frantically rush about, all the nurses in their white uniforms, though instead of a cross there is a sash on their arms labeled NERVES, standing for 'Nurse Emergency Response for Various Emotional Struggles', getting there bearings and preparing for what is to be unleashed.
"Are we all ready?"
"Yes doctor, everything is in place."
"Then let's begin."
Published 2nd Jan 2012
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