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Three locations where I am guaranteed an existential dilemma, my
mind wandering to universals, amorality and an acute sense of mortality:
- wandering on an overpass/freeway, hovering omnipotently above
passing cars, drivers oblivious to me, motoring like ants to and fro
mundanity, the potential of death and chaos caused by a simple
unintentional stumble or intentional hop over the edge.
- at a concert venue, the performer playing at me with memorized
material that I’ve probably heard before, an absolute zero of
interaction between us, the faceless masses of humanity surround me,
staring, laughing, snorting, ignoring and other sorts of predictable
behavior, if I didn’t exist everything would be the same.
- backstroke in a pool, alone, drowning possibilities, gazing at the
domed empty space above, sprays of water blurring my vision, audibly
deprived, chlorinated sense of smell, a fear of proximity to the
concrete edge, images of cracked skull flashes like lightning bugs through
my mind, pool water contaminated with blood, everyone has to get out of
the pool while they clean me up.
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