Demonic Experiments: I Did Not Sleep for Dreams, I Waited for the Right Time

For a long time I freed myself from a spell I had been asleep under by growing myself. I had set out on a journey to weigh what I could and could not do. I found a corner where the waters flowed still and watched what was happening from afar. I waited for the right time to raise my voice, and to strengthen my arms I carried every weight I could find. My shoulders, neck, legs, and back grew stronger. The power of my intuition increased, and I even changed my chairs to be able to sit longer. To show that it was not only me who had changed, I created unnecessary splendor, yet I fell under the spell of glitter that I can now see is hollow and whose warmth is a lie. I knew this was necessary for me to know myself better, and so I am not sorry now, just as I never was.

I went through needless stomach aches and long darknesses of the mind. I knew the light was always there, I just waited for the right time to return. The depth of what I learned made me deeper, the superficiality of what I saw made me give up many things. I could have done them too, but I knew that then I would not be happy and would have no reason to breathe. I lived what I needed to live, I realized what I had to see was obscured. On the path of what did not depend solely on me, I eliminated the things that would not go right. I ended up once again in this chair, in this kingdom where I felt most comfortable, but neither the chair nor I are the same. Neither this palace is the same nor the creatures dancing in all their glory inside it.

August, 2025 by Demon Ego