Been tripping again on getting out of stasis. Always had so many inspirations and energy. Felt trapped unable to unleash it. That made those feelings more intense sometimes. Still I was able to escape medication and therapy and keep my mind! The sort of stasis kept me as a seed. As a clean slate. How many long years down in the chamber!? All along I was being crafted to re-awaken!
Slowly I learned to walk and talk again! I was re-born like a new baby!! I re-leanred my relation to words. All of a sudden the meaning of words disappeared! The dictionary definitions no longer made sense with all these people treating it like an objective philosophy. I came subjective in turn! All of a sudden words only made sense in their utterance in a sentence! Significance of words won over their mere meaning.
I knew what had to be done! Figure the philosophy. Know the home grown schtick! Remember what it was like to be a kid too! With the original real memories intact. Through the traumas and misunderstandings to what it means to be a sentient social human being! To get it down in a book or a formula, ideas strong enough to become an ethic manual! I'm finding myself coming back! Coming out of stasis. To know my pure form. It is a sort of jump for joy moment whenever this feeling further manifests! Go for the glow!
