{"id":32439,"date":"2022-08-18T12:53:23","date_gmt":"2022-08-18T12:53:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/?p=32439"},"modified":"2022-08-18T09:03:00","modified_gmt":"2022-08-18T13:03:00","slug":"unmoored","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/2022\/08\/18\/unmoored.html","title":{"rendered":"Unmoored"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"postie-post\">I crossed paths with someone I&#8217;ve known off and on for maybe 6 or 7 years. Seems like a nice guy. We&#8217;re not buddies but we had some pretty deep conversations. He&#8217;s a good musician.<\/p>\n<p>We traded notes on where we are in our lives. I know little to nothing about his personal life but tea-leaves seemed to suggest he moved to Astoria to on account of a woman. Or maybe it was a job. Or both. I don&#8217;t know, but my interest-level is high enough to warrant speculation only because I came close to a romance with the woman I suspect he wanted to be near.<\/p>\n<p>All these never-happened romances intertwine, creating intrigue that goes nowhere.<\/p>\n<p>It was a nice, settled conversation. He is happy where he is, I am happy where I am, and we both seemed happy for each other&#8217;s place in life. He works a job where virtually nothing is expected of him. I work a job that keeps me busy. For now, at least, I relish being busy. Makes me feel something I had not felt for many years: Relevance.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been gravitating toward the bathtub a lot thesse days. It&#8217;s not because of the hot summer. The heat has mostly passed, giving way to cool breezes made even cooler by the shower water. I do not run the water much, at least I don&#8217;t think I do. I&#8217;d heard much of the state was on drought watch, so I do my part.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know why the shower tub is suddenly my place to be. I&#8217;ve had dark thoughts in that space. I drink coffee in the morning from a glass or ceramic mug. When a little bit of coffee is left I run the shower water into the cup, causing the coffee to flow onto the shower floor. It looks like blood to me. Blood circling the drain and disappearing forever after a wrist or neck was slit.<\/p>\n<p>It also cleans the coffee mug for reuse the next day. That is the real efficiency.<\/p>\n<p>I can spend an hour meditating, or reaching about as close as possible a state of mediation as my sometime flickering, spastic mind allows. I masturbate, which can be synonymous with meditation. It can be a soulful, searching, cathartic sensation, this stigmatized act that could not be more natural, more safe.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I tried explaining to someone how I&#8217;d rediscovered the sensations of being alive. This was about 4 years ago, after I tried to hang myself. I did not intend to follow through with the act. I only wanted to know if it was as easy to do as had been stated so often. Why was it the method of choice for so many?<\/p>\n<p>It was shockingly easy. I came within centimeters, I think, within seconds, milliseconds. Everything could be gone, save for the twinkling of life left in the brain that knows your body is dead. This trickle of light is a source of dread for some, a possibility of pure peace for others.<\/p>\n<p>I know how clich\u00e9 it sound but after the incident I rediscovered the sensations of being alive. I masturbated like I was 14 years old again, my erections virtually never abating throughout the day. I didn&#8217;t stay rock hard but the pressure was always there, and sporadic incidents of sudden erections occur to this day.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>THe body is filled with elusive energies, muscular discretions, intellectual and mental tics. 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