What I think consciousness looks like
it goes inside itself and turned inside out no longer existing where it was but somehow existing again, everywhere else..
it goes inside itself and turned inside out no longer existing where it was but somehow existing again, everywhere else..
Reminds me of a plastic 90’s Nokia and distracts me from the fact that the rare materials that make up the fragile block of cobalt that I carry around is a product of modern slavery and I am just as guilty for all the things I stand against in this world…
I think we’ve forgotten that we’re supposed to be alone with our thoughts. We’re supposed spend time with ourselves, unstimulated. Our poor society has adapted to the world of technology and never allowing ourselves to truely be alone…