
Crematoryy
Wandering endlessly
- Feb 12, 2025
- 38
Not having to deal with anything else, not existing here anymore. Knowing that this was never my place -- I belonged to nothing, I came to build nothing. Finally being able to rest, away from everyone who would come to my restlessness. Absolute abstention from any experience (tactile, auditory, palate, visual, or auditory). No cognitive processes operating, and therefore no sensations; no self-conscious matter, just a cluster of astonished atoms. Without having to carry your own weight again.
Maybe this is a utopia? Perhaps nothing can disappear completely and there is a constant remnant? I just hope this isn't as truculent as it is now.
Maybe this is a utopia? Perhaps nothing can disappear completely and there is a constant remnant? I just hope this isn't as truculent as it is now.