Dichotomy

Just here.

Sometimes I take a step back.

Stare at the walls, all the fissures, and the cracks...

It's nothing like the crazy that surrounds us all daily,

It's peaceful.

Quiet.

Eventually, we return to reality, and the blissfulness of nothing fades.

It's like walking through a haze,

you're there, you're breathing.

But you don't see, don't feel...

How can we be certain anything we do at all is even real?

Writers and poets paint worlds of imagination...

A blissful land that we know we'll never dwell in.

The feeling of just... existing has been pondered many times by many people in our history,

Prose, metaphor, and meter...

So few words to sum up the entirety of our being.

So take a moment, let your mind free, and just be... here.