Maybe, I fear the feels of loneliness. Lonesome. I am never alone.
The feels of being alone are so real. It is unbelievable.
When alone there are no distractions from the ambiance; the clutter; the airflow.
It is all there--visible; tangible, here.
Right in front of you!
The feeling of time, presence, existence.
It is rather simple.
Very at the surface--unless you explore.
There are hidden pathways on the playing field,
which can only be found by you.
These things are mastered alone.
Your presence.
This moment.
This fluid frozen moment.
"the essence of being" alone