A Recommendation of Experience, and a Note on Survival of the Mind【POETRY】
A Recommendation of Experience, and a Note on Survival of the Mind I wake up awake, fire and black snakes of death and squeezing pressure all around me, thoughts cutting thoughts short to make room for themselves, only to die moments later to another. Selfish beings, they are. Why are they here? I said I wake up awake, no? Now the past may act fast but it did bring the present …or at least the general present… And that present heals me. I wake up awake. Healing slowly, painfully. Perhaps it is the same principal of bringing that certain past to act fast. Though this new past is new and that old past old, And like a monarchy that thought does not cut the other short. It embraces it, does not rid itself of it, Yet fades it down not onto the backburner but the backcooler. Healing slowly now. The previous present speaks to me words I Could not fully hear, but could fully calm. Relativising itself into the newest present, bringing me the present of presence. Presence of myself, of my mind (...