The Iron Giant
The entirety of our consciousness is contained in a volume of approximately 1400cc’s. 3lbs of neurons supported by 157lbs of flesh and bone. My consciousness trapped inside this inescapable vault. My body haunts my soul. Betrayed by the system so vital to my subsistence. My mind races between thoughts of meaningless consequence. My stomach perpetually twisted. My consciousness electrocuted with paralyzing fear as my body betrays me. Epinephrine floods my psyche and like the waves of the ocean battering the hulls of the ship that is me. It seems ironic that the worst moments of my life are the brief periods of euphoria that i seem to stumble upon maybe once a day. These fleeting moments give me a glimpse into a world of happiness and contentment that sits just outside of my grasp. My mind is trapped in the head of the Iron Giant that is my body, cumbersome and clumsy. My eyes are only windows into a world that does not feel like my own. Im only a passenger on this vessel. The destination that was once important is now trivial. I do not care for the future, the entropic nature of my consciousness extinguishes the flame that lights my path.
Coming up: Dissociation
author: anonymous guest blogger