deep deep in the corner of your mind there's a red room with a black door with a white door knob inside the room you find midnight blue satin curtians no windows and behind the curtains there is a man with a hat upside down smoking a joint smiling from ear to ear and he says " throw yourself out while the future's not set" then a voice as from invisible speakers talking mumbling words cruisading across the room " I think I lost my word, I feel as if I'm losing my words, am I losing the words?" you fall on the floor and thats when you realise you're losing it