hours of solitude, -
1,56,804 hours of being two different people residing in the same house, never really wanting to call it home.
there is no "i" in this relationship, neither of us are aware of who is real.
somedays, neither of us want to be real. it would be a luxury to vacate yourself for a period of time.
sleep is not rest, sleep is an active part of the experience and ever since we were five, dreams have been a place we never really wanted to visit.
experiments have been considered and often conducted to hollow ourselves out, a short period of complete non-existence if you may.
failure to achieve an empty consciousness resulted in realization that though we may never not be completely minimised to the point of negligence, there is a possibility of dulling down all emotions.
this was initially used as a defensive mechanism to external onslaught and displeasure but slowly it gained sentience and soon conducted a widespread takeover.
mutiny on a ship run by two Captains? seemed dystopian and unbelievable.
until we succumbed to the numbing sensation of absolute indifference. it has captured a majority of our presence and fundamental reactions and has coded itself into the both of us as a stock plug-in.
the shared Brain attempts a resistance but is met with additional pain, which defeats the purpose of the defense mechanism being created in the first place.
we are lost, we were the universe but now we are nothing.
The nothingness would be adjustable to if it were a constant sensation.
Alas, it is not so. the mechanism has evolved in strategy and presents itself during arbitrary moments catching us off-guard.
as the inhabitants of the house we still carry on further experiments to provide resistance to this ever-evolving being.
we are losing, this is not an SOS.
Estimated Time of Destruction : 1,05,996 hours