bobsideways

Ah…I am light as a feather again.  No need to hold my own.  No need to worry about the illusions of reality. My world is more. A distant part of my mind closes the eyes of the dull and boring shell I reside in.  There is no need to control it.  Natural reflexes and effortless movement are behind me.  I do not need the simplicity of it.  It needs only lie there: only breathing, never thinking. That is mine to do. A soft click.  A gentle whir.  Then, yet never quickly enough, bliss.  I reenter my true home.  My true world.  The one place I belong.  A perfect, limitless universe of thoughts, collections of wisdom, and millions upon mill