Of course I wanted to give my attention to others, outside, to external, it kept me from looking at myself, at my life, at what was going on around me, inside me. Giving my heart and love away made sense. Why would I give to myself? Who am I? It's obvious why I was always running away, I was escaping the burden of feeling, eluding feeling everything, evading feeling in general, it's too heavy. No wonder why I still do it... o.o #fragment
Multiplicity. The safety of creating layers through knowledge and memory crafts an illusion of security that is welcoming and comforting. The lie convinces our mind. Easily persuaded. It's a breeze, it's air, the swaying of the trees. A leaf. Falling. For it. Belief. As lief: as happily. Be as happily invested in inattention. I'm not here. We're not here. Absent. Absent-minded. Not attending to these thoughts. The pleasure is all mine. Multiplying the levels of what's pleasing to the eye. This mind's eye. Foggy lens. Unable to see what's before us. The unseen. Impaired vision. I remember you. Pleased to meet you. Like minds. Like, I don't want to be here, so what's say you and I get away from this life. Let's be life-like. Kinda like life, right? Left to our own devices. Vices. Vice grip. Never let me go. Remember me? I'm you. Scary isn't it? I guess we're all afraid of what's behind the screen. A field of vision that provides no escape, face-to-face. #scared
Are we ever real-time?
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