Distressed.

[KarlYoshimura]

Huh. Coincidentally, I downloaded a manual on meditation that a dearly departed member of this forum recommended so long ago. I don't think it's specifically designed to treat anxiety or drain impurities from one's mind, but it's a start.

 

As for the state I enter, it's similar to what you describe, but not without its small wounds and eerie trappings. Rather intense sessions involve my mind thinking so fast, I feel like I'm going to have a stroke. When I approach the hypnotic state where I can't feel my hands or torso anymore, it feels like a living death. If you and I have any similarities in the way we grapple anxiety and meditative procedure, why would you describe them as hilarious?

 

The phenomenon you define loosely as self awareness is fascinating but also frightening. I think I read into things too much and document my own thoughts and feelings to the degree where life appears illusory, outrageous and alien. Perhaps this is the conclusion science-fiction writers wished to project when they penned stories concerning machines that achieved sentience.

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If you and I have any similarities in the way we grapple anxiety and meditative procedure, why would you describe them as hilarious?

 

"Hilariously" wasn't a literal sentiment, just an expression of my amusement regarding incidental parallels. I don't assume, nor did I intend to imply, that our experiences are similar. Your description may be only superficially applicable to me. I don't typically encounter existential anxiety when I meditate, which is why it's a viable coping mechanism.

 

That's not to say I don't find humor in my own macabre psyche though. Maybe the real trick is to just delight in the "illusory, outrageous and alien". Beyond that, my battered ship of asinine suggestions has run aground