Amazing piece of work..
I can feel the joy escaping my body like air after a swift punch to the diaphragm. However, instead of the diaphragm, it is my soul that is being knocked breathless. All happiness, all things good, leave; left over is Darkness. This Darkness has no feeling to it. There is no dread, no pain, no suffering. Instead, it is the lack of existence. Fully deprived of existential being, I am left alone. My mind cannot comprehend this feeling fully, as there is no feeling. To feel the absence of feeling…this is the opposite of enlightenment.
Many may call this insanity…me, I call it regularity. Normality. Status quo. It is the constant in this world for me. Its familiarity is almost comforting. I’d rather be in the form of non-existence than have to combat my own mind and ego in the endless tug-of-war between self and existence.
I feel the pull…
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