Monday, April 27, 2015

Sudden Transcendence

I smell air that smells like wet cigarettes. I do not smell the wet cigarettes themselves.

I feel like my hands are three or four times the size of what they really are.

I am very aware of my teeth being in my mouth.

I become aware of my awareness,
I become hyperaware of my awareness,
then I become hyperaware of my hyperawareness,
and finally I feel drawn toward the shore of transcendence.

...and I step off onto this new land.

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