escape the physical form

a cage really. 

bound by demands to survive. 

many moments, i , feel a oddly blissful, beautiful, disturbing discomfort of a disconnection from my body.

its distressting, while also liberating oddly, but, i am conscious in the experience so i cant say its nice. 

i look into a nothingness, a relax to my sight. have my hands i see before me blur, my peripherals. a slight levitating sensation. 

be it some music add the experience with enhances it.

all is a screen, only two dimensional, nothing feels three dimensional, i touch the shapes infront of me into grasp for clarity back to three dimension. disorienting. 

then maybe absorb myself a reality not in this current reality, a story, just another reality within this main reality.