Caught Between the Nexus of Real and UnrealPosted: Saturday, August 11th, 2012
It feels like purgatory.
I exist, physically, within the real dimensions of life, yet also within a warped dimension of my mind. The physics of each contradict each other: time is out of sync, light and colours are inverted, sounds bounce and feelings get misplaced.
Where am I?
I’m here. I’m there. I’m nowhere. I’m everywhere.
All, precisely simultaneously.
Too much to need to cover.
I’m not enough.
Empty spaces needing to be filled.
I’ve exhausted ability to fill them.
Not enough to contain me.
I spill over.
But where do my remainders go?
I penetrate boundaries, trespassing into the prohibited.
Unsure of the possibility.
All the while, certainly living within impossibility.