One Characteristic

The unconscious reality of the things which I cannot seem to get out of my mind. I know this dissonance cannot last, nor remain such as it is now; yet I feel a permanence may be on the horizon. Nothing and no one are forever, not even forever is forever. A simple schism, showing up periodically, just to remind you of how fragile you really are. A rote routine. Something you claim to have experienced for yourself. I have noticed it within you as well. Claiming to understand me, my plight and my fight; when you cannot even understand yourself, or your life for that matter. I have met many upon many people such as yourself; authorities of everything, but an actual authority of nothing. I don’t blame you. I would not want the world to know about, or even see me for who and what I really am either. You and I are differently the same; always seeking out experiences which may in fact bring harm upon ourselves. This is the only characteristic which you and I have in common. There is nothing else which ties you and I together.

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