The possibilities are infinite.I am confined to my brain.What it would feel like, to exist in midnight mania, and never know what's happening here, in this world, in all that could be considered ... nothing. Is that what midnight mania should be and become?The creative burst is bright and nice, and yet, overwhelming. All of the ideas, the ways in which they are daggers to the mind, the way in which consciousness gets subverted to the world, the way...