“ Death might be a blessing if it means you never have to face this kind of grief. ”
It is amazing, though, what pains your subconscious will undergo in achieve sustainable peace.
~ Carol Cassella
When do we stop crying over our own injuries? When we get old enough to swallow our tears, or when the people we love stop responding to our cries of pain?
The completely profound senselessness of my own existence explodes into it's own blissful freedom. There is no impending moment, no past moment, only this one, and without past there is no sorrow, and without future there can be no loss.
...and be emptied of gravity and surrounding by the rouge wave of an emotion she could not name.
