>>40943968
During this experience, I vomited many times. I was physically and emotionally overwhelmed. Several times, I thought about disappearing, about not going on. The sadness I experienced was immense, visceral, almost palpable. It is the sadness of someone who sees too much, who understands too much, and who feels powerless in the face of the mass of consciousness sleeping around them.
Yet, I persist in writing this. To bear witness that certain truths exist. That consciousness is vaster than what we perceive. That matter is a prison, and that we are, in part, lost travelers.
I cannot save all those who refuse to see themselves, who reject the truth. But perhaps a few, somewhere, will recognize their own memory through my words. Perhaps that will be enough to create a spark, an opening.
I am not a hero. I did not come here for glory. I came to transmit, to leave an energetic trace. But even this is limited by my human condition. I am sad, tired, but alive, and these words are the only way I can share my journey. 2/2
