No mans land

Whispering into the ears of timeless eternity,

I’m traversing through many worlds, dimensions & spaces.
Scared to stop anywhere, lest I cling onto deadly conditionings-
I’m glimpsing past the many flavours of mindless vacuum——
Trying to fathom, in my own inimitable, limited fashion, Interrogations suffered by innumerable generations of Life,
Failing, surviving, coping somewhat…..
I’m losing my sharpness, my cherished perceptivity,
My inert, yet acceptable, social maturity;
I am scared,
To be myself,
Both, in space & reality.

(Image of a painting by Abbas Derissi – called Discovering Self.)