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◊ 2. Harbor Of Illusions
My memories feel like a completely different life. It's hard to remember what actually happened, what was a dream, and simply just random things that I have imagined. It all blurs together now in my head.
Dwelling on it doesn't really do anything either so what's the point in focusing on it in the first place? I'm not sure and I'm trying not to but it continuously happens.
I'm tired of feeling all the pain; the confusion; the devastation. You could even argue and say that life is beautiful and full of wonderful experiences and that things will be okay. They will be eventually. So is life. After awhile it just becomes more and more complicated.
It's all just in the mind, none of this is even happening externally. That is the REAL problem here. Maybe new mental fortitude is in order. Because right now it feels like my brain is just this harbor of illusions to keep me alive and moving forward.
Life feels like a Voyage with the way things are unknown, explorations to be had, dreams to decipher and recognize in the moment. Hyperawareness brings every fabric of perception into the spotlight of consciousness causing me to believe that everything is in fact always happening, somewhere. Even the strange dreams I wish to forget. Somewhere, out there I'm living that nightmare and occasionally I can travel to it if I focus hard enough.
I'm at a mental Crossroads where anything and everything can and cannot happen. Good is bad and bad is good and worse is awful, but awful might cross the boarder of amusing. Are we back at good??
This doesn't feel like sanity, yet being able to decipher that is still rational thinking...
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You are exactly where you are meant to be right now. Continue your own growth.
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