I was walking down a hallway, when a head rush overtook me. blindly ambling forward, the walls, floor, and ceiling lurched in on me.
I was struck by the absurd notion that human beings must be enclosed within these confined spaces. it parallels the idea of the lines, spaces, and boxes that society draws upon and around us that we must remain in.
man is not free.
yet this contradicts the statement made by Jean Paul Sartre, explaining that βman is condemned to be free.β how can this be? we attempt to free our minds, and yet we remain in the enclosures we physically and mentally draw around ourselves.
the walls seemed like they were closing in, and it reminded me terribly of a time that I knew I was losing my mind.
the concept of space and the universe was slipping away from me; before becoming vastly distorted, lacking all meaning. it was like slipping away into the infinite black abyss once more.
all of these thoughts and feelings rushed over me at once: some verbal, most instinctual. unspoken. primitive, as if this knowledge lived within us, residing in our bones since the dawn of mankind.
the entire experience lasted approximately four seconds. it made me nostalgic yet nauseous to remember that I once to lived my entire life in this state.
April 22nd, 2013Β
I vaguely remember this experience.
it was just another flash of clarity among an ocean of monotony.
however, this was before I dove deeper into the works of Sarte.
