Daydream, stare into space.
Maybe you will see a glimpse of the void, the emptiness, the infinity.
Maybe you will feel the rapture of truth rushing up from your feet to your head.
Feel all, feel full and complete, to the point it all just evaporates like dew under the desert sun.
And you are just left there with a dry mouth, a false memory of its flavor.
Maybe...maybe... you will just see nothing.
Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 5:46 AM UTC
Daydream, stare into space.
Maybe you will see a glimpse of the void, the emptiness, the infinity.
Maybe you will feel the rapture of truth rushing up from your feet to your head.
Feel all, feel full and complete, to the point it all just evaporates like dew under the desert sun.
And you are just left there with a dry mouth, a false memory of its flavor.
Maybe...maybe... you will just see nothing.
A writing about those brief moments of clarity, that come nearly instantaneously and fade just as quickly.
