06-07-2012, 04:42 PM
I'm becoming increasingly aware of the immense pain residing within the confines of my body. It is manifesting itself more intensely and forcibly by the day. I am angry, frustrated, deeply sad (heartfelt), irritated and yearning for something more. I would think I'm bipolar if I didn't have spiritual strength. I extract immense joy from the little things. Tastes and sights bring me brief moments of bliss. I am acting with a strange mixture of spirituality and darkness. I am nearing the boundary of the dark night. With everything I've seen and experienced, the cessation of the dark night is inevitable. I simply cannot bare the frustration any longer. I am sick of experience, I am sick of sensations. I just want it all to end. This transcends mere suicidal thoughts. Suicide would just lead to more sensations. As of the moment, I am building toward some sort of critical mass. If it wasn't for meditation, this would be very ugly.
Life is irritating, life is joyful. Where is the middle ground? How can I see this for what it is? I know that only I can answer that. This is simply my way of blowing off steam, or perhaps more. I'm speaking to the only people (who I know) who accept the fact that we grow in our own unique ways. Thank you for letting me be myself. It is unbelievably freeing.
Life is irritating, life is joyful. Where is the middle ground? How can I see this for what it is? I know that only I can answer that. This is simply my way of blowing off steam, or perhaps more. I'm speaking to the only people (who I know) who accept the fact that we grow in our own unique ways. Thank you for letting me be myself. It is unbelievably freeing.