The Realm of Indifference

Seeing without having seen before, an elegance so new, unique; exquisite beauty with allure unimaginable – you become it. Raging without mercy to dominate your experience, a virus taking charge of precious bodily cells – it becomes you. Becoming someone else, by birth or death; a person dormant, hiding from breaking the surface of containment. Shades from an undiscovered spectrum falls upon the heart’s retina, painting your experience to engage with severe luster. The gracious feeling of lightness, by losing the weight of now forgotten suffering; that major the chords of your voice and which reflects upon others, changing their melody infectiously. As if ill dancing on these tunes through the apathetic swarm of association, dreaming of flight; you crave to hold it so tight, it melts with your hands into one; the most pleasant delirium. There seems no way back to the sane, the ability to reflect, to think, while being lost in thought on this unchanging subject of love. An object so radiant that convinces the most adamant that nothing else has ever existed.