the Purgatory of a Broken Heart

Fall into the abysmal depths

Unlocking pattern recognition, telling me preemptively what this will be.

Yet, I cannot resist the pull. The observer and the observed splitting the moment.

What does it mean?

Catapulted into a future already seen. Nothing is surprising, anymore.

I am certain I have seen this before. 👁️

The mind takes the reins at the most critical points to avoid overload. Thank Goddess! 🙏🏾❤️

Is it grandiose if it is simply, true?

A transient collapse of perceptual rendering and subject/ object orientation under sensory overload.