Since I have yet to post any writings yet, here you go

Zaap
I think its sort of funny that when I am feeling low and so unsure of things, a tangled mess of your own confusion seems to give me the boost I need to sort it out and be OK again. Not the confusion of your own mind, but rather the confusion you seem to set in motion in mine. Maybe its the static of jumbled emotions that make things feel back in order. Ashen black sparks striking through membrane, crackling into the power core, down to the gears. Reverberating the commands to fray the wires..