| Why do I feel so numb
Is it something to do with where I come from
Should this be fight or flight
I don't know why I'm constantly reeling
Helpless hysteria
A false sense of urgency
Trapped in my phobia
Possessed by anxiety
Run
Try to hide
Overwhelmed by this complex delirium |
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| By being here, a narrow relatively secluded portion of the internet, anything is said; unheard.
Since my mind is still unclear, It's hard to think of something meaningful to make and write down.
I guess the best path to go now is to analyze the problem, and possibly reasons.
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[Scan Summary] : {
My mind started to become less clear about 4 weeks ago, right about the time the move to a bigger house was more apparent.
Since then, the cloudiness grew everyday. even now.
Sometimes I wonder if it was a dream that provoked this.
I've been having some heavy dreams, taken from different extrema of the spectrum.
Most were fantastic [(Me working up the courage to ask you to dance with me, and you silently agreeing)]
Some devastating [(World crisis; Giant creatures wreaking havoc; no one to save us)]
But all so real, vivid, lucid, and extreme.
[Could it be I'm still asleep?]
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Dreams...
What is it about dreams that makes them so important?
What is it about dreams that makes them so real?
Is it less of a relapse of the day's events and more of a mental escape?
It's your chance to escape reality and make a new one. [Why so appealing?]
Is it that I'm not finding the right comfort in real life that I'm subliminally seeking comfort and lasting time in dreams?!
this information gathered here is just steps in the right direction to find the key.
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| I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human. |
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| I can see your soul wanting that sweet escape
But you're only fooling yourself to entertain that thought
And that's what I am saying to you
You fool, reading this. |
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| Don't we love finality?
It's waiting outside.
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