Being the Feeling

As I was relaxing on the sofa watching television, I could feel myself sinking deeper and deeper into that sweet place of absolute bliss. After what seemed like hours I "woke" up to discover I didn't know who I was, where I was or if I was up or down. I was a feeling of sweet love, joy and bliss. I stayed in that space for ages until I was brought back into memory.

Later when I was sitting up watching television I fell asleep, again. When I woke up I looked down at my foot and saw that it was the colour of gold. For a moment I had forgotten who I was then I remembered I was sitting in the living room and my foot returned to normal.

It's good to forget who I am and just be the feeling.

Enocia

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