intimacy, singularities
the water washes away / the plane. that grinds on -- TRANSCRIPT: i feel more myself, in the water my body is less of a burden, down here there's space to breathe (ironically) there's a kind of suspension you get- not just floating, that's easy, and most people get that. this is... something different. a separation of physical form and mind that transcends anything you could experience on land. it's not quite dissociation, but- thats also not a terrible way to describe it. i don't know. it's soothing. i've been a lifeguard since i was old enough to take the licensing exam. been in the water for long before that. i can't remember when i learned to swim. it feels like a memory ago. like someone else's dream. [inhale, exhale] i am centering myself whatever that means in this day and age i don't know the world is- and, i don't just mean can be i mean is- such a confusing, chaotic thing. i want to nurture it, have it feed me in turn, but i can't even take care of this body properly. and to even think of fixing that seems like some other me's problem. it's a very selfish view of the world, and i cling to it like air. here, for the moment, i will just sit here and enjoy not having a shape. ---------------------------------------- Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy [https://acast.com/privacy] for more information.
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