As time goes by
as a creature of discipline and intense introversion,
feel that I’m getting closer and closer to my true self.
Immersing into experience more
And also wielding the sword of truth with yet unprecedented resolve,
Dividing reality from fiction.
Pain is no longer bordering with pleasure.
I went for a run night before last.
It is finally cold enough to run comfortably
And it was so late it was almost tomorrow
But the night was cold and crisp and beautiful
And even the dog-walkers were absent from the world.
Such unearthly bliss.
I’m listening to Disclosure’s Caracal while running now.
It dissolves daily toil into nothingness.