Like rings of fire

[Octavius]

Like rings of fire so interconnected that they are almost indistinguishable from eachother, they burn fiercely, fuelling from eachother's pain and suffering. Ash and smoke dance, swirl and circle around, as though part of a wicked yet pleasurable ritual. And you find yourself an observer to this. You are bewildered, enchanted and overwhelmed with angst. You feel the warmth on your clammy skin as your heart beats so immensely fast you feel your chest rocking your body. Your head spins as your eyes well up and each shooting ray of light glimmers a thousand times in your eyes. From the outside you seem calm and defiant, but inside you are consumed by terror, fear and confusion. Overcome by it all, you stand there, awaiting the impact.

[Basra-]

what the FK r u describing? Orgasm?

[Octavius]

Basra what does it mean to you? What do you think it is describing? How do you interpret it?

Mind boggling, isnt it? Its art. Like an abstract painting but with words.

[Basra-]

Octa

I'd like to think-u r talking a bout a dancing night with a partner. But, I know- u r not. U r really talking about getting high. The angst, the head spinning, and each shooting ray of light--yep- u smoking.