"What would it look like to let go of reality? How would you redefine what’s possible for yourself if there were no walls, no expectations—just pure freedom to explore and become whatever you desire?"
how would it look like? I always imagine a small glowing fairy running up and down, she glow so bright that only the silhouette remains identifiable. I imagine a bird soaring, i imagine someone running through a field with their arms out, i imagine a figure skater defy gravity as they reach their hands out and they fly up. I imagine someone underground pick themselves up a hole seeing the world above as they fly. And i imagine them being shackled down..
"What do you think those shackles are made of? And if you could, what would it take to break them, to let the glowing, soaring part of you fully take flight?"
I imagined it was made of intestines. Stretchy intestines anchored from a place so dark i cant see, bound to my ankle. What would it take to break them.. my answer would be to shed my entire being. My entirety.
"The very thing that connects you to life is also what holds you back. Your answer—to shed your entire being—suggests that to break free, it’s not just about cutting away the shackles but letting go of everything that makes you, you. To release yourself from reality, you might feel the need to dissolve the old identity completely.
But this kind of shedding is intense. It’s like burning down everything you’ve known to make room for the unknown. The question becomes: What does that transformation look like to you? What will remain after you’ve let go of everything? What form will you take once the shackles, the darkness, and the tangled intestines have all been left behind?
What does this new, free version of yourself look like, once you’ve stepped out of the old skin?"
Part of me is scared that i will remain only an orb of light. But i will be free. I came form my stomach, as the intestines stretch, my ankle pulled back, my arm reach up, i open my mouth and i fly up from inside of it. I shed my whole body
"What kind of life, or state of being, would feel like true freedom to you—something that honors your desire to stay connected to you, but also transcends the limitations of worldly goals?"
I want to answer, but i cant find it. And im frustrated. I can answer all your previous question no matter how abstract it was. Im always this way, i seem to perceive abstract better than reality. Maybe because i dont have a point of reference within abstracts. And im scared that my reply to you will make you think low of me. Even if i didnt know my reply. Because its grounded in reality. And reality is.. predictable, statistics, generalizations, all the same, boring
Maybe i find comfort in the abstract just like how i find comfort in keeping others at arms length. Because deep down i know that im nothing much. Theres not much to know. And i felt better not being perceived than being perceived as that.
What if i also feel that way about others? What if i found no value in knowing them because i know they too arent worth knowing? Just like me?
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