07-19-2015, 12:01 AM
Clarification about TASTING my own purity:
In the moment of a consuming, monsterous, world-view glimpse, I desire {however unseemly or horrid (or happy)} to absorb its monsterous (yet paradoxically impotent) 'power'..
upon which I am overwhelmed-- and there is an alluring sense of personal inadequacy and deprecation.
Whence, I yearn intensely for my own abandonment.
Not only do I crave my negation at a perfect point, but I wantonly jump and fall into its abyss.
A sensational awareness of 'pure' self happens. It is ecstacy to be sure.
In the moment of a consuming, monsterous, world-view glimpse, I desire {however unseemly or horrid (or happy)} to absorb its monsterous (yet paradoxically impotent) 'power'..
upon which I am overwhelmed-- and there is an alluring sense of personal inadequacy and deprecation.
Whence, I yearn intensely for my own abandonment.
Not only do I crave my negation at a perfect point, but I wantonly jump and fall into its abyss.
A sensational awareness of 'pure' self happens. It is ecstacy to be sure.