Michelle

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Everyday, The Penguins steal more and more of my sanity. Truth be told, I am a willing participant in this slow but sweet decline into nothingness. The fresh release of the burden of thought: Who am I? What am I like? Where am I going? Yes, the Penguins are my cosmic comrades, freeing my soul from the weight of the present responsibility to define myself. What is Myself anyway? Am I bones and flesh, blood and tissue, a bunch of neurons and grey matter charged my electrical impulses? Or am I something more, something untouchable, unreachable in the physical plane. When the Penguins have gone, sometimes I imagine myself floating above this cage of human-ness, and into the vast unknown and yet remembered. The place that “I” have come from and where “I” will return. And there, as I am present in this state of nonexistence, “I” am whole!