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Air Taking Me into Infinite Extent

Comprehensive recognition makes us have so clear object and running course, but at that doing, we have some another idea’s temptation, that includes some afraid mind to the future or tired emotion to doing something to us.


What satisfied emotion creates, and what tired emotion creates are each own dispositional sensibility and each distinctly gives me at doing anything.


But occasionally I either have an illusion to be taken into the air so infinitely extended to almost nothing or so. That vacuum could take me into the irreversible running to never stopping plunging.


My mind is some kind of air, mind itself could be taken to anywhere. That place is anytime so unidentified to me at the time to get there.


My head occasionally have so heavy dizzy time, not at really deceased conditioned it, that thing could be cured by medicine, but mind dragging dizziness could never be cured with any medicine.


Eventually, at the moment, I have no alternative but whipping me consciously. I just whip my mind. Mind reacts it but hardly be motivated to move so easily.


Only very extended infinitely recognizable air tries to take me into be vacuumed into unidentified no obviously formed target at breathless sprinting.


Anytime, no fixed destination, only just opened to any possibility, but not so remarkable ideally set object nor perfect peace with completion, rather anytime only so ambiguous tempting voice could be heard to my mind.


Otherwise, from the beginning, only illusion could have managed my mind, that emotion could emerge into my brain.


Air is going into my mind, and going out from my mind, so frequently. That coming and going must make me and my mind so illusionistic idea or so.


However, if anything is illusion, we can get true illusion, or the reality for me must become just only fantasy. But that thing is impossible, then just I subconsciously call fantasy to my mind, so mischievously.


Air would emerge at true aspect to me some another day in my life.


Hey, air, you thing could be my future providing some kind of nasty stimulus which could do me either so wonderful hope or frightened timid mind, you do!




Mar. 13th. 2021