Why should I see this? Why is it always like this? The noise, the smog, the trash all around, the fake smiling faces; the smell of rotten ideas that form the surroundings wherever we go.
I don’t want to see this ugly world anymore! I don’t need my vision, I don’t need to see all this trash around, I would be better without the vision of my eyes, better darkness than this ugly world in front.
“So the vision goes away and complete, permanent darkness take place all around.”
Without the vision it becomes better to introspect about the world, only…I can still hear the strident noises, the lies, the gossip, all the unpleasant sounds that surrounds me all the time.
“So the hearing goes away and complete, permanent silence takes place all around”
Isn’t that better? No vision that shows an ugly world and no hearing that allows noises to interfere with thoughts, only…I can still smell the trash and the rotten world that surrounds me.
“So the sense of smell goes away and no offensive, rotten world can be perceived.”
In the dark, silent new surroundings, all the thoughts can dance at will with no interference from the outside world that destroy the peaceful moment, so it can be enjoy at will, only…I can still taste the bitterness of the world around by the foods that I have no choice but to consume.
“So the sense of taste goes away and the foods are just nourishment without the bitter message of the world.”
And perfection is achieved! The perfect environment for reflection where no external elements interfere with thoughts, only…my body still perceives the cold and heat of this trashy world.
“So the sense of touch goes away and no wind, cold or heat can be felt anymore.”
Reaching the perfect point of independence, the perfect place for introspection, away from everything and everyone, yet in the same original place…happiness!
Thoughts fly by in front of me and dance to the sounds of my feelings; imagination gets freewill to express itself to the largest extent without limitations imposed by a decadent world around…I’m reaching perfection!
As the time goes by the thoughts seems to be the same, just with little variations in their tone and intention. The original state of independence starts to feel a state of loneliness without external constant feeding.
What once was the happiness of individualism becomes the desperation of being alone, abandoned by the surroundings that no longer can touch and influence the being behind the thoughts.
Crying in desperation for a longed connection with another being, so loneliness can go away and be replaced by the continuous, never ending input received throughout life, together with the perception of the elements that conforms the physical surroundings.
“So the sense of touch returns…”
The shapes! The textures! Even the temperatures that can be perceived with a single touch of the object…amazing!
“Then the sense of taste returns…”
Flavors…so many of them! And the desire of trying them all, one by one, all at once! If I could know more about them!
“So the sense of smell returns…”
Not just the food, but the flowers, the trees, the humid dirt after the rain, even the acrid smell of waste seems to be an outstanding experience! If I could only have more!
“So the hearing returns…”
What is that…music? And birds and the wind and voices all around that feed the senses with sounds and information to process and play with, but I want more!
“So the vision returns…”
Colors for everything and everyone! The complete understanding of the shapes of the objects experienced only by touch, now undeniably acquired in the brain, the mind.
Standing here makes no sense when there’s so much to be seen, to be heard, smelled and touched. There is a whole universe of physical element to be experienced and enjoyed throughout life.
And the thoughts that conform the mind get expanded and colorful with diversity when fed by so many physical elements and situations that can be experienced.
And people! With all the variations that can be encountered and all the different thoughts, opinions and experiences that can be learned and enjoyed from.
So questioning stops…and living begins!