As my heart begins to race, the seismograph in my mind begins to pick up the tremors I am creating. Each emotion turning into a quake of passion and ideas. This roll of paper is pulled from beneath my pen as this undulation of concepts is graphed out onto its surface. A constant wave of interpretation violently fluctuating between stability and uncertainty. My pen inscribes ink onto the cracking earth of this paper with such volatility that even I cannot predict the outcome of each seism. These earthquakes of fear tear apart my sanity with such dynamism, volcanoes of theories detonate and engross my mind in stimuli compelling my thoughts onto this page, tsunamis of emotions rise above the coast of my understanding, the impetus of these events force my pen to oscillate interpretations onto these data sheets. These movements shift the bedrock on which my reality is composed. My head pulses as my mental foundation is altered, I can feel the ground shaking in my dreams. These events shape the way I think and amend the way I experience the world around me. With each heartbeat I feel the seismograph in my mind waver. Each desire creating convulsions of passion and ideas.