The artist also wrote a medium length story to go along with this: Neat goggles, Don't mind If I take them heh. Thought Zeix as he swiped them off a moving cart. Returning to a secluded spot he decided to try them on, see if he liked the feel of them. They were alright, nothing special. Just a pair of goggles.
A sudden flash of light from the goggles blinded Zeix for a moment.
"Ack! What the hell?" He said, blinking his eyes rapidly trying to clear up the light spots in his vision. As the reminiscent flashes faded away he noticed the bright colors swiftly pulling to the center of the goggles. He couldn't help but stare at the shifting rings, gaze inevitably falling into the center.
The lights really were very pretty
He nodded in agreement, thinking to himself that they indeed were pretty. But as pretty as they were, and as much as he'd like to stare at them all day (he wanted to keep watching) he had other things to do. Getting up he was about to reach for the strap when the rings in the goggles grew faster.
I guess I could watch a little longer, he thought. Sitting back down, he focused back on the endlessly converging rings. One of the blue rings was brighter than the others, and it briefly caught his attention before it was swallowed by another ring.
You love watching the lights
Obviously, or else he wouldn't be looking at the mmmm... Wonderful lights. Yyeaaaahhhh, they were pretty beautiful. Honestly he did love watching the lights, they really called to him. Zeix felt a warmth start to rise within his body, knowing that it was because it felt so wonderful to keep looking at the rings collapsing upon one another.
It feels good to stare further
A smile grew upon Zeix's face as he looked deeper and deeper into the rings. Looking away was the furthest thing from his mind at that point, it just felt so good to keep staring. A pink ring, brighter than the others, once again drew his attention before disappearing.
Each ring that disappears, so too does one of your thoughts
The kobold couldn't agree more, eagerly nodding his head as his smile widened. Already he could feel his mind emptying, replaced by the blissful feeling of looking at the lights. What was he thinking about again?... Then that thought disappeared too.
The lights are pretty. You love watching the lights. It feels good to stare further. It feels good to lose your thoughts.
Zeix started to mindlessly repeat the mantra.
"The lights are pretty. I love watching the lights. It feels good to stare further. It feels good to lose my thoughts."
Each time he thought it couldn't feel any better, that thought too disappeared.
"The lights are pretty. I love watching the lights. It feels good to stare further. It feels good to lose my thoughts."
You love having no thoughts. It feels right to be mindless. You are so happy when you cant think. You don't want to have a thought ever again
He said the words proudly, an admission of his new life.
"I love having no thoughts. It feels right to be mindless. I am so happy when I can't think. I don't want to have a thought ever again"
"The lights are pretty. I love watching the lights. It feels good to stare further. It feels good to lose my thoughts."
"I love having no thoughts. It feels right to be mindless. I am so happy when I can't think. I don't want to have a thought ever again"
Eventually somebody would have to find him, but until then, he would keep religiously reaffirming his mantra, making it become a part of him.
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Neat goggles, Don't mind If I take them heh. Thought Zeix as he swiped them off a moving cart. Returning to a secluded spot he decided to try them on, see if he liked the feel of them. They were alright, nothing special. Just a pair of goggles.
A sudden flash of light from the goggles blinded Zeix for a moment.
"Ack! What the hell?" He said, blinking his eyes rapidly trying to clear up the light spots in his vision. As the reminiscent flashes faded away he noticed the bright colors swiftly pulling to the center of the goggles. He couldn't help but stare at the shifting rings, gaze inevitably falling into the center.
The lights really were very pretty
He nodded in agreement, thinking to himself that they indeed were pretty. But as pretty as they were, and as much as he'd like to stare at them all day (he wanted to keep watching) he had other things to do. Getting up he was about to reach for the strap when the rings in the goggles grew faster.
I guess I could watch a little longer, he thought. Sitting back down, he focused back on the endlessly converging rings. One of the blue rings was brighter than the others, and it briefly caught his attention before it was swallowed by another ring.
You love watching the lights
Obviously, or else he wouldn't be looking at the mmmm... Wonderful lights. Yyeaaaahhhh, they were pretty beautiful. Honestly he did love watching the lights, they really called to him. Zeix felt a warmth start to rise within his body, knowing that it was because it felt so wonderful to keep looking at the rings collapsing upon one another.
It feels good to stare further
A smile grew upon Zeix's face as he looked deeper and deeper into the rings. Looking away was the furthest thing from his mind at that point, it just felt so good to keep staring. A pink ring, brighter than the others, once again drew his attention before disappearing.
Each ring that disappears, so too does one of your thoughts
The kobold couldn't agree more, eagerly nodding his head as his smile widened. Already he could feel his mind emptying, replaced by the blissful feeling of looking at the lights. What was he thinking about again?... Then that thought disappeared too.
The lights are pretty.
You love watching the lights.
It feels good to stare further.
It feels good to lose your thoughts.
Zeix started to mindlessly repeat the mantra.
"The lights are pretty.
I love watching the lights.
It feels good to stare further.
It feels good to lose my thoughts."
Each time he thought it couldn't feel any better, that thought too disappeared.
"The lights are pretty.
I love watching the lights.
It feels good to stare further.
It feels good to lose my thoughts."
You love having no thoughts.
It feels right to be mindless.
You are so happy when you cant think.
You don't want to have a thought ever again
He said the words proudly, an admission of his new life.
"I love having no thoughts.
It feels right to be mindless.
I am so happy when I can't think.
I don't want to have a thought ever again"
"The lights are pretty.
I love watching the lights.
It feels good to stare further.
It feels good to lose my thoughts."
"I love having no thoughts.
It feels right to be mindless.
I am so happy when I can't think.
I don't want to have a thought ever again"
Eventually somebody would have to find him, but until then, he would keep religiously reaffirming his mantra, making it become a part of him.
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