panic

I jumped in and a blast of humid air greeted my descent. Walking away from where I fell, I pushed forward, fully aware that there's no turning back. I mindlessly followed the yellowish glow that hovered ahead of me and along it's path, dark figures took form - skulls, snakes, webs and spiders. The shadows toyed with my imagination. Faster and faster, the light sped forth. Excited, I quickened my pace. Not fast enough. I stopped to breathe hard but a nauseating plethora of strange scents deterred me from doing so. Falling short on breath, I took my time, slowly advancing deeper into the darkness, unfazed. With every step, the walls pushed down on me, up until I was on all fours, with my face close to the ground. Up, down, up, down, i climbed. Drained of energy and drenched in my own sweat, panic finally hit me with its lethal blow. It pushed me to surrender as I lay there, frozen. Trapped. And yet down to my very last breath, I knew there was hope and it didnt take long for my silent prayer to be answered. As if on cue, that familiar glow materialized and washed away the fear that surfaced in its absence. Saved, i lurched straight towards it. But no matter how hard I tried to get close, it just floated on, oblivious of my eager pursuit. That went on and on until a fierce light swallowed us both.

It's official, I'm a cave-crawler.

the greatest of fools

finding convenience in what's convenient for someone else is madness so why compromise? simply because you are compelled to, as if the universe itself pushes you to know what it means to be human in its very essence.
resist or fight if you must but in time you will become one with the rest of them, fools. but there are greater fools, those who do not see the arrows sticking out of their shell. the greatest of which, runs all the while knowing its bound to get caught. that's who i am.
will i tire of this you ask? will i sip that dreaded cup of insanity just like the rest of them?
not just yet.

ice

i want crystals to fall and shatter on the ground as the cold eats away at my bare feet. when?

feeling

    who says im not capable? i see it all too often without having to be inside the bubble and that alone makes me a candidate for having an unbiased opinion. phenomology. give me some credit. but then again, i want to understand, and to fully understand one must experience. so let me be a hypocrite in saying this, i want to be biased.
    when will i ever give myself the chance to be irrational and lose my struggle for rationality? to subject myself to the rawest of its forms, surrender, and ultimately revel in emotions.