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| ADOBE STOCK Sometimes I feel trapped in an invisible yet tangible confinement a sort of pressure in my neck and 'squeezed' brain as if a trapped entity is bursting to get out. This entity is like trapped air or water and gets stagnant if encapsulated for long periods. Yet occasionally an escape valve like on a pressure cooker releases and then closes. Various distractions can cause a temporary release. |
This confinement is a psychological one in the sense I feel trapped by old patterns and routines, I have a sense they cover the real whoever I am and yet by inculcation they form so hard a habit and that habit becomes reality and yet knowing this and occasionally breaking free it still regrows and the shutters come down and here I am again, the false illusionary 'I am'.
Like stalactites and stalagmites the years of repetitive 'dripping' of water to form over years the stalactite and so the habit grows by conditioned beliefs and concepts to be stalactites of the mind, rock ones being seen and tangible mind ones being invisible and yet tangible through emotions and feelings, the so called psychosomatic interface. The grounding and believing these are real and reality are embedded as the foundation and become the stalagmite.
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