the lost man chronicles
losing thy self .00
i am a man who has lost his self. one no longer another amongst all the others, but an entity which is one with the world.
amalgamated into this universal wonder i am apt to wander through like a molecule brushing up against others, floating, swirling, lingering when i am cold, frantic when i am not.
sometimes, from a distance, i may seem indistinguishable, but look a little closer and, and you'll discover i'm unique.
in my purest form i am energy. but when i use my self through mortal toil i am apt to waste both time and space, to channel my self through and towards no means necessary, to err merely for the sake of escaping ennui.
this is why i have lost my self. because i want to know me, i want to know purity, the untainted possibilities of being nothing, yet everything, again."the less there is of you, the more you experience the sublime."
~ Joseph Campbell
losing the lost man .99 01. the mantra of the moment