Thought #14 - When Words No Longer Breathe

DIE.

DIE

DIE.

This is often the chant that I hear once the night quiets and the dark creeps in.

Am I afraid? No. Instead, if I don’t hear this chant it worries me. I don’t know what I would do without it. It’s what pushes me. It’s what drives me.

This chant is largely responsible for me being in the position that I am today. This chant has helped propel me to chase what I would like to before I do end up cutting the cord that connects my soul to this world, which is my body. Without this chant, I’m sure that I would never experienced the things I have been fortunate enough to so far.

As much as I want to live in another realm beyond this world, there are still things that I would like to see and experience. There are things that-

I apologize. While writing this something strange has happened.

Usually while I write, it feels as if my words are moving, like they’re living almost. But all of a sudden, they have seemingly frozen and no longer have any desire to be anything more than hollow words of mine. This is quite the terrifying experience to me.

You see, as I write, I feel like I am creating something which can reach out to people, not because I am skilled, but because the words themselves have their own consciousness. But as of now, it seems that they have lost their consciousness. I wonder if this pertains to me and my purpose at all.

Well, I suppose that this is a sign and I will refrain from writing for a short while to figure out what is happening to me. If I don’t return, just know that my purpose was completed and I have moved on much happier and with something much more fulfilling.

Thank you for reading thus far but at the current moment, it is far more exerting to write than I ever remember it to be. I don’t know whether I want my words to return or if I would prefer them to stay this way but we shall all find out soon enough.

Author's Note

leave whatever thoughts you desire.