Fading Out

Unsplash photo by Scott Umstattd

(an experience of ego-death
during shamanistic ritual)

Mazed in confusion
flirting with insanity
I have already been
felt and seen
there were no lines to cross
for there were no lines at all

Body and mind
split every direction
feeling everywhere, nowhere
inside or outside time
and space again;
screaming my visions
relentlessly informational,
relational, absurd, real
connectedness of it all

Hints of light, colour,
memory of a memory
of a single fading dot
was me to disappear
never to be seen again