Oblivion   Leave a comment

(i hinted at this in the Self-Medication post, but think it bears more exploration.)

The beauty of oblivion is not having to be responsible for anything, including myself.  I am free to float in an empty space – no emotions, no worries, no cares.  The blankness is as comforting as it is overwhelming – too much of it, and I don’t want to come back to reality.

(this is not a healthy mindset, in case you couldn’t tell)

If oblivion cannot be reached through chemical means, I can get close through drowsing.  If I lie still, secure within a nest of comforter and sheets, for long enough, I slip away gently and softly.  I skim beneath the surface of actual reality where everything is seen through a gauzy film.

All things are possible in oblivion, but one doesn’t care if they come to pass.  It is any wonder so many of us try to remain there?

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Posted February 17, 2012 by veggiewolf in Depression

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