Autopsy Of Moments

The autopsy of moments is one of the ways I describe the ceaseless soliloquy in my head.

Words, deeds, inaction, reaction, and effervescent distraction.

Can you imagine the silence of your mind if the autopsy of your moments suddenly dissipated?

Would you feel peace, or as if a piece of the essential you died?

I’m asking honestly.

Not everyone feels an affinity for their mind observing itself and the world.

The entire world spins around you, independent of your thoughts.

What a fascinating place.

I find myself enjoying the zen moments of quiet, but even as they overcome me, I want to whirl and dance with the thoughts that consume me.

Yet, I sit, pondering. The booming in my head is silent to the world.

And you?

Love, X

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