The Faux Pas Press #136
Apocalypse of the Mind
By Jason Fresh
14 February 2012
She walked into the grocery store and felt the most intense anxiety. Most people walk in and out without a second thought. She would do no such thing. Why is it that they're putting the mothers on Zoloft these days? Why are they ignoring the blessed stillness of consciousness? There is a termination of worry, a death of grabbing, and all the mothers sleep in stillness. How many suicide attempts must occur before we kill the conventions that teach us that we are expendable? There is an apocalypse of the mind occurring right now; in your mind and mine even as I write this. Kids are going to do drugs – lets just hope they are not the drugs manufactured by the State. Mothers are going to medicate – lets just hope they medicate with walks, and laughter, and the ocean. The layers, colorful layers of the onion are peeling away from the Ego, the Superman, the User-self. One day, maybe tomorrow, she will walk into the grocery store and not feel the imminent longing, the drop of chaos on the mind. She will stop sending text messages to a man who doesn't want her anymore – never did really. She will find peace in herself and the electricity that she desires – well – she will get that from God. There is an apocalypse of the mind occurring – she is expelled forever.
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