Leaving Physicality

Her mind’s going to explode and her body’s going to follow it in slow motion. Her physical energy slowly seeping into the Earth without a soul to accompany it. She wants to become the concept of the seashells that her best friend and her found on a shoreline three hours away. She wants to feel what the shells feel - the shells given to her by an amazing [but lost] soul. She wants to feel her paintings individually, because right now she feels all of them at once without a pause or a break or an anything. Her knuckle itches. She tried to kill the mosquito but failed more than once, so stopped trying. There must be a reason, there must be some meaning because nothing just happens. Did she attract more discomfort with her already felt pain? There is no distinction between the narrator and the subject, they are one and the same. Her hair has been matting together at a much faster rate now and she needs help. Everything is coming together but nothing is clicking. The puzzle pieces are all squares, with [un]straight lines. They are not magnetic because if they were then we would always stay the same. The seashells are on her bed, her paintings above her head - all of them in her peripheral vision. Nothing makes sense but the big picture. The zoomed out snapshot [understanding] with nothing and everything emotional - depending on what one decides. She wonders all too often if anyone can hear her...if anyone could find the true purpose. But no, she’s fine...it’s just someone there would be nice. Someone to actually share her energy with, not just through a screen. Energy doesn’t seem to be picked up as easily over long distances. She is a master of invisibility - almost. It’s only been not too long. She hides behind her hair because she’s scared of “humanity”. She wants to leave the same people and go somewhere new. [She wants to be able to go with him. To escape to him and with him into the universe that is waiting. The universe of their own, and the external universe...both just waiting to be experienced. Both already happening, they just have yet to reach them.] She needs more and less at the same time. Too much stuff, not enough non-material “items”.

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