Let's start over. Again. If it's a mess, it needs tidying up. Right? But sometimes it's just too fucking big of a mess and you should just throw the whole thing away and be free of it and start anew. This is my blank slate. And now I can think clearly.
I was on the brink of ...something. I don't know what it was but I was so close. Overnight, everything changed. That's not to say that I had some wonderful revelation, however. I just had to grow up very quickly. And I wasn't ready. And I panicked. If I could change it all, I would. … Continue reading Uninterrupted fallout
I only really think of you out of context. I forget that sometimes. Maybe I do it deliberately, maybe I choose to forget; I'm not sure. Either way, I don't really think about you as you really are. I don't imagine what you're doing when I don't hear from you. I simply can't imagine it. That … Continue reading Merci (toujours)
The perils of being mindful when you can't get someone out of your head. Stop where you are and ground yourself. Breathe. In... Out... but all I think about is you; my awareness is preoccupied with its awareness of your absence. I close my eyes to the world and try to still my mind. There … Continue reading Threshold consciousness
The stubborn philosopher discredits his craft by being unable to accept that one good argument can - and should - turn your world upside down.