It is these hollow mornings that will definitely eat you alive. In one solid bite. In one solid swallow. Those softly creeping footsteps you keep hearing coming from behind you, those footsteps are the sound of uncertainty coming to pay you a visit. An old friend who would like to remind you of your life and of your past. As though you do not have enough remnants of your past haunting you on a daily basis, uncertainty wants to make sure you absorb it fully, wholly, and completely. All of it. Every tiny morsel. Family and friends are also laughing at you. They never could understand your thought process, let alone anything which makes you who you are. The voices are grading and intruding upon one’s consciousness; violating the serenity wanting to bloom from within. No one could ever understand me, but I know you do. At least you act as though you do.
Tag: metamophosis
A Forgotten Path
To relinquish your past can be an extraordinarily tedious endeavor. This is especially true if you are of the over-thinking type. You know the type; regurgitating the same thoughts over and over again in your mind, to the point one creates and projects scenarios within their thoughts, that could not be farther from reality. But really; isn’t reality subjective for everyone? This is our path, to create something new, while trying to forget our old ways in order to move forward in life. There can be a specific type of derangement, which one may experience when transitioning from their metamorphosis. This derangement will come in the form of a tiny, prickly, but mostly numbing thought. This thought will gnaw at your spinal column until you lose all feeling within your body, except for your mind. Your mind will know an agony greater than any type of physical pain you could ever imagine. This is the mind-numbing interlude within Death’s transition. It is referred to as ‘falling asleep’ because you are falling away from yourself; the corporeal existence you have experienced within that specific day. It is referred to as ‘waking up’ because the ‘wake’ (the remembrance of one’s death is now over. Death is life’s greatest illusion; knowing you will eventually be at peace within yourself when death occurs can be an invitation to explore one’s inner workings. The derangement you will experience, is simply a withdrawal from the habitual psychosis (psycho dramas) one creates as their reality while they experience their waking life.
G.G. Kalfas 