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being · 36-40, F
Beautiful one 😍
Firstly I would observe more the animals. Do they still carry their food into their nests...do they still drink nectar from the flowers, do the clouds still move, is it everything still rolling, twisting ?
And from this stillness I would breathe in.
And breathe out.
I would take a walk in the forest in silence. What's the point of it all moving, where's the continuity is so random, so absurd ?
I would definitely take myself to a café but then I would change my mind and would not sit in it.
I would go towards some cake and feel my desire but would not touch or consume it.
I would listen some more. A new wind is coming. A new me in the nowness.
Night will arrive and the sunrise of the second day, but I would not be sleeping at all.
I will be opening and closing tabs, apps, chats, books, lights, boxes, bags, doors and windows.
I will be looking around, up, ahead, above, down and underneath.
I would close my eyes. Open them again. Eat some noodles, finally exhausted and going to sleep.
I'd wake up in the afternoon, sunlight still yet most day is over.
I would then go for the waters and bathe myself. And a candle lit at dusk looking at the little white flowers.
Second day is over already and I'm packing up a little bag with water and foods.
I'm trying to get myself back to sleep by eating a large meal and feeling sleepy.
And here I am the morning of the 3rd day, up and ready. I'm beginning to walk....
Firstly I would observe more the animals. Do they still carry their food into their nests...do they still drink nectar from the flowers, do the clouds still move, is it everything still rolling, twisting ?
And from this stillness I would breathe in.
And breathe out.
I would take a walk in the forest in silence. What's the point of it all moving, where's the continuity is so random, so absurd ?
I would definitely take myself to a café but then I would change my mind and would not sit in it.
I would go towards some cake and feel my desire but would not touch or consume it.
I would listen some more. A new wind is coming. A new me in the nowness.
Night will arrive and the sunrise of the second day, but I would not be sleeping at all.
I will be opening and closing tabs, apps, chats, books, lights, boxes, bags, doors and windows.
I will be looking around, up, ahead, above, down and underneath.
I would close my eyes. Open them again. Eat some noodles, finally exhausted and going to sleep.
I'd wake up in the afternoon, sunlight still yet most day is over.
I would then go for the waters and bathe myself. And a candle lit at dusk looking at the little white flowers.
Second day is over already and I'm packing up a little bag with water and foods.
I'm trying to get myself back to sleep by eating a large meal and feeling sleepy.
And here I am the morning of the 3rd day, up and ready. I'm beginning to walk....