Sometimes, you need a getaway. A break from your mundane existence. A different path, a new perspective. Something that makes you stop and look at your life in an entirely new way.
In such moments, a lonely walk among the pathless woods or a silent stroll on a lonely shore holds a great attraction to your weary bodies and tired spirits. Such a break fills your souls that are emptied from days of exposure to life sucking lives that you claim to be living.
You long for such a break, a rupture in an otherwise continuous flow of time, which allow you to live a single sensation again and again in a kind of cosmic loop which balms your jagged bodies and soothes your chaffed souls.
Such a cosmic loop can be experienced by walking on a lonely shore where a mighty sea binds the music of the entire universe into the thrust of each wave that again and again hits the shore combining silence and sound into a cocktail of perfect singularity. Or it might be a venture into the virgin forests where your each step makes a crunching sound on fallen leaves that resonates perfectly with the silence of the trees around you and makes you stop for a moment after every step to listen to this harmony.
At first it calms your nerves, gently pulling you out of your make-do worlds and artificial concerns, drawing you into the wilderness, into the deeper waters, where the interaction moves beyond the physical manifestations of your senses like seeing and touching and tasting. It crosses the realms of your conscious awareness and goes beyond into the subconscious where you perceive the world around you in a more metaphysical and spiritual way.
It is an addiction of highest order, that heightens your senses, caressing and exciting them until you become immune to the outside world, your thoughts and consciousness crumbling into your own minds, feeding on the inner frenzy that is like a volcano imploding into itself, satisfying the deepest desires, and satiating the innermost needs.
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