the first time: my idealogical house collapsed and i stepped outside of my consciousness, and i wept as the tectonic plates under me shifted, destroying the comfort of my taken-for-granted worldview. it took me months to tell people --my family didn't know for months-- some friends still don't i wonder how many still pray that i will come back to "the faith" that they say i don't have enough of because of course its that simple they didn't feel their foundation collapse as i did they didn't feel the visceral and inexplainable awareness that unapologetically obliterated everything i thought i knew they didn't peer into the endless dark space that was revealed under my foundation i hold nothing against anyone i have walked in their shoes and prayed their prayers i know what its like i know they mean only the very best for me and i am thankful for that, truly so i hold nothing against anyone
The second time was more drawn out and painful. i delved deeper into the cavernous abyss that i had stepped to the edge of and peered into last time-- this time i jumped in and i fell for so helplessly long --my body was lost in time and space-- before i remembered i had a parachute. my brother's shoulder and a glass of wine the perfect parachute to slow my fall and help me find my feet underneath me. this time i had questions, so many questions about what it means to be human and to be a human in this cavernous abyss
The third time was alone again sobbing shaking and scribbling words in a journal, i want to understand what this is. another fissure opened up beneath my feet and i fall --still deeper into the earths core -- and as i write i realize that its not the earth's core at all, but my own
its my own consciousness i have plunged into all these times the dimensions that expand so endlessly behind my eyes beckon me into them and i have willingly let them lead me deeper into myself
however disrupting and disorienting it is i know myself better because i am plunging the depths of my being an i am more me than i have ever been and it feels right and it feels true
existential crisis #3 last night and it all makes sense now