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A Parallel Reality Within

The birds chirp and I can see the sounds, each sound, traveling by interacting with air molecules. I can feel my head on fire, there’s a flame but it’s not really burning, much like Nicholas Cage in Ghost Rider. I can see events; I can step out of time and look at it from outside. I can see it pass. I see millions of years passing by under a second. I can see just now, nothing else matters.
Everything is whatever size I think it is. My head is the size of planet Earth; I can feel it turn on its axis over long periods of time. And when I talk, I can feel the huge size of my lips. I can see the different lip and tongue movements that make the sounds. It’s almost as if I speak in slow motion. Time is no longer what it used to be a million years ago before I sat on this chair. How the sitting happens doesn’t make sense anymore because gravity doesn’t exist. There are no strong bonds holding the molecules of my body together. Each is but an independent body with a mind of its own.
And then reality fights its way back in. Things are more practical but not as interesting, not even real. I no longer live in the moment but jump back and forth regretting the past and worrying for the future. If only I can go back to that state and be there to infinity, what would be better than that? Except in reality, I would be an addict.
 A Parallel Reality Within