Originally Posted by Ristaron

Where to start? This spoke to me on so many levels. From it I got such catharsis. I am in awe of the depth of your words, which seem so simple. In today's world, truth is a rare commodity, and for someone to speak their heart as you did is not only refreshing, but required.

I don't mean to cheapen the sentiments in this prose, but I have to add that I particularly appreciate this (I'm hesitant to call it a 'piece', as art like this does not fit any category, it is purely from the heart) because I am often caught in the same loop that you wrote about. The detached, confusing place where nothing feels right; not your home, not your friends, not your hobbies, not your skin, not even your thoughts. The moment in which you feel entirely alone, severed from everything else around you. Especially yourself. And when you wonder what it all means and you always answer your unspoken question with "nothing", even I, who welcome and seek oblivion after my life here is over, cannot bear the thought of being entirely without purpose, even one that I give myself.
It is human nature to seek control of every situation. We're predisposed to dominating our environment. I see this as a blessing and a curse. The blessing being the knowledge we have obtained from seeking to control our lives. The curse being the lost ignorance of how meaningless we are.

But, then, I think to myself: would I rather live my life ignorant of the world around me?

Sometimes, it helps.