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Old 12-21-2018, 07:51 AM   #1
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I’ve meditated myself into
a therapeutically hypo-metabolic state
in which I had slowed my mind down
all the way to the lowest possible limits
of oxygen consumption,
creating a new PR for our species,
actually reaching the Kelvin Zero
of the scale that measured my amount of matter utilization.

I was using none.

Totally cut off from the material world,
separated from by body and drafted up and away into this new abyss
of pseudobody-mind
in which I came here to write this,
born anew into a world I seem to almost recognize.

I think of my actual body sometimes,
sitting there in a darkened room, head in a cloud full of incense,
thinking of an abstract candle that is burning
eternally
in some expanse of endless darkness,
my body merely a silhouette
of an indian-legged men
floating in immense background of every imaginable color that
kaleidoscopes, rotates and inverts
whilst simultaneously strobing between
black and white contrasts, sepia-tones, and globular filters that distort the whole frame of reference.

I think of all of that melting away whilst running in an icy-cold rain that rejuvenates me and makes me feel so absolutely human, running, full-lung-ed, through icy sheets of chaos, feeling the filth washing off of me, feeling every breath expand into some form of singularity in which every one oxygen molecule exponentiated into dozens of ATP — ever-fueling my aging flesh towards greater heights of greatness.

What’s to stop me from breathing water?
What’s to stop me from fueling fire?
What’s to stop my eternal return?

Nothing.
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