July 2, 2001

  • An unusual state of calmness has befallen me.  It feels like depression but not my depression.  Rather, it feels like I’m sampling some sort of extract of depression, the downside condensation of 1000 people stripped bare of personal details, physiological interactions, horrible outcomes.  Its practically a drug!  A most serene sedative is this extract of depression that’s empathectically-realized, yet personally inapplicable.  More so, when one feels physically well--as I do now.  Striving and stretching and dancing and balanced.

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