FantasyProne

My observations lead to thoughts. Manisfesting inside of me, connecting the dots. But I’m not quite there. I don’t know the purpose. Why do I feel the way I do? Like I’m above, beyond what my life is currently. Maybe I’m selfish, arrogant, and foolish for thinking that. But I can’t explain the thoughts, the feelings, the motivation for writing this. Who am I? Why am I like this? Am I connected to some higher power? Will I ever reach enlightenment? Why am I fascinated with the concept of a god, omnipotence, the universe, dreaming? Why am I so different? What gave me these thoughts? Am I pursing a pipe dream, a hippie fantasy, or am I truly on a different path of life? As my struggles in life grow larger and larger, the more I feel this gnawing deep within me. Something wants to awaken. Until then I feel cloudy.