Mind
Illustration: Ron Kurniawan Article: "Altered States" by Oliver Sacks - The New Yorker Often I feel a feeling that does not flee. It makes my skin crawl, my hair stand up, and floods my chest with an empty anxious feeling. It’s deeply disturbing and extremely uncomfortable to sit on these thoughts that I cannot seem to untangle. Most would consider these thoughts ridiculous things to get hung up on, yet here I am. How do we know we’re interacting with reality at all? Why do I always feel like there is a thin veil between my conscious experience and something more? Why do I always feel like I’m constantly trying to figure myself out? Trying to define and sort through every single concept or idea that appears in my head, always frantically trying to categorize and conceptualize what it is that I’m experiencing or thinking. Am I tuned in to the minor thought processes that most people are able to tune out? Am I just hyper aware of my own existence and tiny changes in perception?...
