Comfortably numb
There is safety to be found in being comfortably numb. What we do not know or hear or see keeps us from the responsibility of knowing.
We tell ourselves we like the feeling when we slip into the insidious cocoon of numbness.
It is intoxicating, like intoxication. I do not have to feel. I do not have to think.
Yet it is also the warm bath with the temperature rising. Our slumber overriding the alarm bells of rising heat.
There is a separation from life in this state of comfortable numbness. A separation from ourselves to not feel the scale of our feelings. To not let go into grief or rage.
To stay nice. No boats rocked.
Life will have its way with us eventually.
We will be undone.
Being comfortably numb can be a useful transition.
When we get trapped in numbness, we are the living dead.
Photo Taken June 15th 2023
