Imagine being cursed with eternal life, eternal wakefulness and eternal immobility.
Like being a rock, but with a mind. (Or soul?)
If you had eyes to look at something, I figure they'd be ignored eventually. You can only look at something so long before disacknowledging (goodness this is an ugly word) it completely.
Same for smell. For taste. Hearing. Touch, even. All washed away in the infinity of your mind.
But what would you do?
What could you do?
Stuck with your head forever.
Imagine?
-Zan
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