Disillusionment
of Life….
Life…..
the illusion continues.
They
say we “are living the dream within a dream”.
Well,
my life has been anything but a “dream”.
A
brutal nightmarish hell, definitely….. a dream?
No.
Only a very bad dream…. One that I have never been able to wake
from.
Wondering
what is going on in my parallel lives. Feels
the same.
Feels
like I have been living the exact same lifetime, over and over and
over again….
And
that is where the dis-allusion of life comes about---- living the
same lifetime,
over
and over and over without end, for eternity.
It
wasn’t good the first several thousand times, so why does
the
same horror show keep repeating in my life????
So
ready to be done with it once and for all.
Illusions,
Allusions, Dreams…..
So
what is the point of Life?!
If
life is but a Dream, albeit a very bad
dream, why bother?
The
devastation of life on the streets…
I
cannot even begin to convey what you have to deal
and
contend with living
on
the streets, as it goes much deeper than
not
being able
to
eat properly, or regularly…
goes
way beyond
being constantly video-monitored and watched 24/7,
deeper
than not having any privacy whatsoever to do your most private,
intimate
things in public every moment….
It
goes Much
deeper.
Insects
that you only ever found in expired cereals and rice…
becoming
more and more frequent visitors to your mornings….
Devastating
your heart…. Wondering how much further life could pull
and
drag you down into depths you can never reach.
You
learn living on the streets brings
about the most unexpected
things
into your life at any moment. And
your body, heart, and soul
quickly
adapting to even the most hellish of experiences,
no
matter what that may be.