The Alien Dementia

This is how I imagine it must feel to have that alien dementia slowly possessing you.  Distorting.  Destroying. Dementing.

This is how I imagine my mother must feel on those days when I struggle to go to her alien world with her and I resist all the impulses to sustain the love I have for her because the alien has distorted everything so much.

This is how I imagine being in an alien land.


The extra is what it's like when the alien is sleeping.