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Chapter 4, Verse 10

'Brainless' written and performed by The Urge

My mind it draws a blank
Try to collect my thoughts
An open hole of nothingness and loss
I've got no memory
There is a scar on my head
How did it get there

Don't ask me questions
I've got no answers to
Last thing remembered is
I don't even know you
It's time to run and hide
My thoughtless brain confide
Please help me make it right

Another confrontation
Of useless information
An open book with the pages torn from the bind
A plane of loneliness
Inside my thoughtless mind

I can't think
No concentration
About a thing
Can't find that missing link
Sick of this confusion
I can't think

*****

By the time the 1990's rolled around, and I went into middle school I was done being controlled, pushed around, and as I saw it, experimented on. I told my parents if they did not stop the doctors and the meds I was going to take matters into my own hands. And I did. There came a day where I finally had enough, and I found my courage, and my opportunity. Maybe it was a breaking point as well. The doctors were prescribing another round of experimental drugs and battery of tests to go along. I said 'No!' No one heard me. I said it louder, 'NO!' I was shushed.

What happened next was a fight AND flight response mechanism completely saturated with anger. As the doctor subtly manipulated my mom into believing in his agenda, and how dangerous I would be otherwise, I finally snapped. You could almost hear the moment it happened. "I am done." I said calmly and stood up. The doctor tried to stand up but I gave him a good shove in the gut that sent him backwards into his little wooden chair. His momentum plus the chairs poor tall design sent him tumbling over the chair backwards, landing on his back on the floor. Before he could get up I ran for the door. I knew the entire layout of the building at this point, where the exits and stairs were located. My brother and I used to skate and rollerblade in all kinds of weird places, including skating down stairs at speed. The trick is to let your ankles relax and trust the hell out of your knees and calves. I had learned how to use that pivoting action with my feet and virtually glided down the stairwell before anyone could possibly mount a pursuit. I hit the ground floor right by the expected emergency exit, took one huge bound, and smashed into the emergency exit door flinging it wildly out against the building. My escape executed perfectly as I darted across a field and disappeared into the nearby woods.

I had successfully become the next member of the runaway club...

"And I ran, I ran so far away" - Flock of Seagulls

Description
Chapter 4, Verse 10

'Brainless' written and performed by The Urge

My mind it draws a blank
Try to collect my thoughts
An open hole of nothingness and loss
I've got no memory
There is a scar on my head
How did it get there

Don't ask me questions
I've got no answers to
Last thing remembered is
I don't even know you
It's time to run and hide
My thoughtless brain confide
Please help me make it right

Another confrontation
Of useless information
An open book with the pages torn from the bind
A plane of loneliness
Inside my thoughtless mind

I can't think
No concentration
About a thing
Can't find that missing link
Sick of this confusion
I can't think

*****

By the time the 1990's rolled around, and I went into middle school I was done being controlled, pushed around, and as I saw it, experimented on. I told my parents if they did not stop the doctors and the meds I was going to take matters into my own hands. And I did. There came a day where I finally had enough, and I found my courage, and my opportunity. Maybe it was a breaking point as well. The doctors were prescribing another round of experimental drugs and battery of tests to go along. I said 'No!' No one heard me. I said it louder, 'NO!' I was shushed.

What happened next was a fight AND flight response mechanism completely saturated with anger. As the doctor subtly manipulated my mom into believing in his agenda, and how dangerous I would be otherwise, I finally snapped. You could almost hear the moment it happened. "I am done." I said calmly and stood up. The doctor tried to stand up but I gave him a good shove in the gut that sent him backwards into his little wooden chair. His momentum plus the chairs poor tall design sent him tumbling over the chair backwards, landing on his back on the floor. Before he could get up I ran for the door. I knew the entire layout of the building at this point, where the exits and stairs were located. My brother and I used to skate and rollerblade in all kinds of weird places, including skating down stairs at speed. The trick is to let your ankles relax and trust the hell out of your knees and calves. I had learned how to use that pivoting action with my feet and virtually glided down the stairwell before anyone could possibly mount a pursuit. I hit the ground floor right by the expected emergency exit, took one huge bound, and smashed into the emergency exit door flinging it wildly out against the building. My escape executed perfectly as I darted across a field and disappeared into the nearby woods.

I had successfully become the next member of the runaway club...

"And I ran, I ran so far away" - Flock of Seagulls