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The more I think about it, the more it seems to me that perhaps I was supposed to die that day and I didn't, and thusly I'm trying to live a life that's not meant to be. It feels like I have fulfilled whatever purpose I was here to serve however I cheated the mechanisim that allows you to move on to the next life.
This comes closer to explaining how I feel that what I wrote, I'm not the best when it comes to detailing how I feel about things. I wouldn't say that I feel more "in tune" but I do feel sometimes for rare fleeting moments it feels like something else is there, or there is an idea that if I could just have another moment to figure it out, I could but then it's gone.
Originally posted by Hazelnut
reply to post by Kuronotenshi
I don't seem to want anything anymore despite allowing myself to entertain many possibilities. No ambition, determination, motivation, desire for any specific thing. Which is not the me I used to know! However, I am even more alert and developing extra senses and a realization that I am capable of more than the limits set upon me by the outside world. My world consists of what happens in my mind, my imagination, my focus.
Originally posted by Kuronotenshi
reply to post by Voxel
Care deeply about, nothing really anymore, it's just kinda sailing through the day to the next one.
Originally posted by Kuronotenshi
This comes closer to explaining how I feel that what I wrote, I'm not the best when it comes to detailing how I feel about things. I wouldn't say that I feel more "in tune" but I do feel sometimes for rare fleeting moments it feels like something else is there, or there is an idea that if I could just have another moment to figure it out, I could but then it's gone.
Originally posted by Hazelnut
reply to post by Kuronotenshi
I don't seem to want anything anymore despite allowing myself to entertain many possibilities. No ambition, determination, motivation, desire for any specific thing. Which is not the me I used to know! However, I am even more alert and developing extra senses and a realization that I am capable of more than the limits set upon me by the outside world. My world consists of what happens in my mind, my imagination, my focus.
Brain cells are extremely sensitive to oxygen deprivation. Some brain cells actually start dying less than 5 minutes after their oxygen supply disappears. As a result, brain hypoxia can rapidly cause death or severe brain damage.