Humid shadows hover, mirage like, over my skull as I feel the pull of magnetic energy surging through my pale ghosts skin. Pushing my arms forward, I begin my flight into a sky of ebony. The rain filled atmosphere clouds my usual clear perception of the stars as I attempt to ascend to mars. The winds flow pulls me back from space, and I feel the embrace of the reeling dusty tornado hurling me off course. Our planets gravitational force yanks my electric spirit back to the earth. I experience karmic rebirth into my agonizing mental cage; my prison of rage.