what is meant by epoche? part 2

i may sound like a soulless creature here, but i did use to have a soul i promise - it was a garden with fragrant flowers, honeydew, some butterflies and all shades of colours. i don't know when i became a parched desert but if i am this today then i am also what i was. i am just scared, i think, of the colossal weight of existence. i am crushed under it. for know, this may sound weird, i exist alone in the universe - people are just mirages. i swear. i am operating at that level of insanity. everyone i meet and greet are like hurdles in my stillness, or my deep focus into the pulling void. in this void, nothing matters - human values, morality, sense of purpose. this is supreme, powerful but also concerning for a social animal. most people when they go too deep end up blowing their brains out. that's stupid of course, because this is intriguing. fuck, am i going to deep into this?

anyway, as aristotle (yes that slavery justifying piece of shit) or plato (much better) said, it is the sign of a great mind to entertain a thought without dwelling into it. the above was just me describing my phenomenon. it has to do with the isolation and extended lack of human interaction for me i know, but don't worry. if man can be ostracized by his own isolation, he can also be socialized by human presence. both are exhausting in their own way, because a complete ideal world is as real as a unicorn.

what's next for me? i'll be having visitors, which i like.

so, cheers to epoche. look i much i regurgitated in absence of peering eyes.