October 04, 2025

I could never abandon it. Its like a parasite except I am feeding on it as well. We are in a symbiotic bond, it sucks me dry yet it nourishes me. I want to tear it apart from me, and fry it. Wrap it in a dried banana leave and throw it in the clear river. So that I can see it sink. I know it will sink-it is heavier than the universe weighing inside me. As it sits on the bottom, I want to run away from its sight. Far away so that its weight never catches up to me. So that I am free of its rumination. Unshackled by its desperation. Unbound by its skies. Broken free from its thrist. Yes, the thrist digging the very need of my soul. Then, I will walk woes of my world. Yet again but this time, liberated and in solitude.