Poetry

Existing in Mind — Of Bliss and Bitterness

by Gustave Deresse

I’m unprepared to walk purposefully into the abyss— to fully relinquish this life experience.

I’m attached to being, this perception of my self.

I’ve sensed it deeply from early an age, data gleaned not from experience, nor from a page.

Laying dormant, in the subconscious of my mind, only to be felt, and discovered wholly in time, is the Truth— and it’s laced with lies.

I know nothing.

I know nothing of you, of myself, the world, logic or the divine.

Confusion is everywhere, the sensible only confirming itself— confirming nothing.

I may never allow for it, this perversion named awareness, this jester behind my hopeless cries.

Praying for nothingness. I’m led nowhere, to an emptiness I will never experience.

I confirm nothing.

I—

The Great Variable remains unsolved— nothing is known, and hence I’m absolved.

Or so I would think.

About the Author:

🔍 ㅤGustave Deresse Is a Canadian Writer, Editor, Wanderer, Cook, and Musical Artist Who Enjoys Exploring Themes as Spirituality, Logic, Life, Philosophy, Nature, Neurocognitive Psychology, Creativity, Writing, Humour, Inspiration, Music, Wellbeing — and the Weird.

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