The Living Dream - [http://obscurity-defined.blogspot.com]
I have been entranced by a new level of loneliness,
a new flavour of solitude has joined the ranks.
Within a familiar plain of internal realities a door has opened, allowing me to collapse further into myself, more so than I have achieved before.
Total isolation.
no speech, no touch, no smell, no feel.
The human experience totally needless in the exchange of self.
The body has become obsolete.
limbs bandaged for warmth and blood flow I sit alone in the warm glow of my lounge, layers of curtains, windows, rain, cloud and sky seemingly seperate me from the abrasive elements of the world.
All space is filled, time's progress numbed.
Here I have rediscovered my element, located the living dream within reality, redefining my world.
I am safe here, transient, nothing touches me.
I have become a figment of existence that provides no proof.
In the past, in this space of my creation, many have sought sanctuary.
To catch a taste of this reality, where your life ends at the door.
However this is something new, something further detached, The living dream.
This is a space for me, and me alone.
-Obscurity Defined
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a new flavour of solitude has joined the ranks.
Within a familiar plain of internal realities a door has opened, allowing me to collapse further into myself, more so than I have achieved before.
Total isolation.
no speech, no touch, no smell, no feel.
The human experience totally needless in the exchange of self.
The body has become obsolete.
limbs bandaged for warmth and blood flow I sit alone in the warm glow of my lounge, layers of curtains, windows, rain, cloud and sky seemingly seperate me from the abrasive elements of the world.
All space is filled, time's progress numbed.
Here I have rediscovered my element, located the living dream within reality, redefining my world.
I am safe here, transient, nothing touches me.
I have become a figment of existence that provides no proof.
In the past, in this space of my creation, many have sought sanctuary.
To catch a taste of this reality, where your life ends at the door.
However this is something new, something further detached, The living dream.
This is a space for me, and me alone.
-Obscurity Defined
Original Post -@- http://obscurity-defined.blogspot.com