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The past gone; the past gone in the sense it has not the emotional ties like guilt, remorse, duty failed and there is no future ahead either.
So physically I haven't fully come to terms with this, neither mentally or psychologically. There is this sensation of being slowly sucked or swallowed in a languid manner into a seemingly unending perimeter of nothingness that is something, an experience of nothing that is something.
In this year of 2020 the world and its populace is going through unprecedented events, the virus, the financial chaos, wars, crime and so on. I have faced this many times as my 'picture', my reality has many times broken down and the world faces it as well. For the wealthy it maybe not so as they are cocooning themselves in their mansions and luxury yachts.
I have had to ground myself because these massive energies are driving me nuts as the ultimate unshakeable reality is there is no reality.
My body reacts to this by lethargy, eating and being rotund as if to say to my mind look I am here. I am heavy, tangible and my consciousness and awareness is empty-ish and so I have taken a false persona and given a tangible reality which says ' look I am here and real, see my size' yet I know this is not real, however the shadow of the old programmes rears their heads and says all the stuff about atoms and the void and yet I cannot really let go entirely, yet like a large ship being launched down the causeway I am sliding into the ocean of being.
SHACK
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