The thoughts I have that disconnect from life are thinking about life itself
Then I feel outside of it.
I think of all the friends I have.
I think of the last moments I had with them.
Watching myself…watching them…watching us.
Wondering if I can ever actually feel a memory.
I believe in that moment I was with them. I was there. But I don’t connect to it.
I don’t exist with myself.
My connections just aren’t connecting.
My mind is wrong
I think about the fact I exist and feel fear.
It is deep. A liquid flows through me and connects every moment to it.
Yet it takes me out of it.
It disconnects me from life.
Then I try to think back on it and disconnect even more.
Then I don’t want it anymore. I don’t want that feeling.
Then the human mind thinks of forever.
Ever this way.
Some people then take it away. They finally fully disconnect.