Suddenly, and unprompted by reality
this strange thought swept over me—
Should I sit perfectly silent and still,
not moving a muscle, and breathing
shallow and slowly, nothing of this
Earth or indeed all creation could
affect me, neither anguish nor pain,
not freight, not worry nor strife, not
even the slightest tickle of delight.
Suspended animation, I suppose
one could say, a zen like state awash
over my sensibilities. Oh, glory be,
the numbness of my of being.
Just for a brief moment mind you,
knowing the extinguishing of all
properties and plausibilites—
Nothingness, not even the light of
a Hereafter to attract me. Worrisome
indeed, the emotion which brought
me back to feeling the pain of my own
personal and blessed reality.
Sure, I can bitch and complain all I
want. I am entitled as you are as well.
That comes part and parcel with the
whole damned living humanity thing.
I am grateful and cursed once again.
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Chris Hanch 12-20-2020
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