10:28 PM
time-ish: late evening
[The House of God] ⇧
the mind. if we spend too long in it, we will succumb to its darknesses. its fears. the world we live in is artificial, made up of our mind’s interpretations.
Some days, this feels like violence, doesn’t it? Like the world is arbitrary and massive and at times, yes, even cruel.
sometimes that’s even true. it feels like something so much bigger than you is pressing down and unstoppable. There is no easy remedy to that. There is no advice here, no fixes. Just recognition of the feeling.
in reverse, things are starting to literally feel artificial. you are growing apart from your own life. apathy. it feels like a different kind of oppression. a lack of meaning. take heart, dissociating is not truth, even if it feels like it.
end of day thoughts
this one feels like it's coming out of left field