Losing one's mind or, rather, having one's thought set radically altered from its "natural" progression, and then, while pretending to be the same person as before, when one knows there is no such thing as the same, only the contemporary feeling/expression of sameness...
...strong memories of getting beaten with a leather belt until one learned to pass out to turn off the unfathomable pain...
...getting drunk in a foreign land to shut off the contradictory voices/opinions in one's thoughts...
...unable to quench one's thirsting desire for what one has established as unobtainable...
...when one has more than one needs and less than one wants...
...knowing the truth is deeper than any clever, cynical, sarcastic, satirical humourous insight provides, and yet still not serious...
...lost and found...
...vulnerable and invincible...
...stuck on a boundaryless, not boundless, island...
...a misfit and well-behaved...
...a childless child surrounded by the eclectic normalities of Family Land...
...cold, lifeless, with no desire to desire to devise desire of any type...
...sensing the wordless future where none of these expressions matter or make any sense...
...at the same time, every bit of this matters more than one can express!
Serving as an example of one's self to oneself of what one can be and what not to be any longer.
Changing and staying the same at the same time, when the "same time" doesn't exist.
Freeing one's species from the constrictions of thoughts of the past while actively redrawing restrictions that act like guideposts, all in the name of narrative.
What's the matter with antimatter when just a little more matter mattered? When one sees how one is manipulated willingly and returns the action kindly in kind (also known as socialising - a basic case of physics case studies).
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