Zero Point Energy
Weightlessness. Such a clumsy word, It stumbles out of the mouth and lands so gracelessly on the eardrum, undignified and ruffled. An ugly, inept word.
It makes sense then that such a word would describe the exact feeling that seems to resonate through my existance. It is the euphoria of my being and the bane of my body. The ideal to which i try to shape my reality, and itself the reality of my perception of the world. My weightless consciousness, Suspended and disconnected.
It makes sense then that such a word would describe the exact feeling that seems to resonate through my existance. It is the euphoria of my being and the bane of my body. The ideal to which i try to shape my reality, and itself the reality of my perception of the world. My weightless consciousness, Suspended and disconnected.