Realm Of Sphere

I have given myself adequate leisure, despite my propensities to the adoption of industry, and that insurmountable antagonism of depression has drenched a portion of my ruminations, and stolen away, the pleasure of quiet solitude. My soul is subdued, into a languid anhedonia, and a gloom pervades the private channel of cathexis, which is presently the eerie despair, which exudes from the structures and display of my abode. I feel everything has been displaced, and arranged in such an uncanny manner, that the projection of my sentience has been rendered dimunitive, and importunately tethered to that hallucinogenic effect of irregular scale. It is not that my mind, has been affected by cold lethargy and that the compromise of lucidity has been rendered sublime and grotesque, but rather it is the surreal feeling, that my furniture and its metal counterparts, somehow oppress me to my seat. The windows soar higher, the floors elongate in trajectory, the spatiality of objects confuses my lens, and the roof feels as of a suspended flowing river, exuding from the vortex of unseen dimensions. I do not feel well, and yet my abode has become a horrible hue of purple, oh dear lord! I hear inaudible whispers fornicating in converse. I stand, but I feel that my neck is longer than usual, and my elastic eyes protrude though the open windows with iridescent vision of the outdoors. My limbs feel short, and my visage feels as if it is being stretched to accommodate, in diameter the grandeur of the awful precinct. I shriek, as I feel that my limbs are melting, but in that despair of deliquescence, I reach out, finding nothing in the posture of my grasp. The whispers are more lucid, but it is one particular diffusion of vocality which thuds the timber of my threshold, a subdued voice of a man. His voice pierces the indecent orgy of colors all about my sphere, and a calmness washes over me, as all things return to their nativity. Finally I can perceive the countenance of a man, and he pursues his intrusion of vocabulary with the words,

"What is it friend, I had just gone to the bathroom but I heard you screaming and crying, and I became scared, oh please tell me are you well?".