my mind is clear. i sit here, staring ahead, with nothing in my vision but cloudless sky. the curvature of the atmosphere slowly begins to take shape as my line of sight shoots through the swirl of gasses into the darkness beyond. i fold the press of reflected light back towards myself, expanding my awareness of what lies beyond. which, in a very immediate sense, is absolutely nothing. this is the first feeling i am struck with. now that i have shifted my thinking beyond my container, there is nothing at all in any direction, and the scope it would take to finally reach something i would at this moment consider concrete is beyond my current comprehension. so i sit, and i wait. i study the nothingness, until i begin to sense patterns, little ripples of awareness that point towards some movement i can't currently perceive. soon, i can feel these subtle shifts in the new climate around me as i used to feel the breeze blow across my skin. i allow my thoughts to encompass its motion, and i there is movement once again. sight becomes an obsolete means of interpretation. i become a point on a grid, an ever expanding sphere in an ever infinite planar system. those concrete considerations are now merely encompassed and acknowledged as i flow into the world, just more bits of flotsam caught in the waves, just like me.

frivved up by Ben at 1:53 PM