Ego Death

No one is listening. They are trying to placate me. It’s all so simple… But whenever I try to explain- It feels like it could take forever to get them to understand. So now I’m panicking because it will take my whole life to explain and they don’t understand and they don’t even believe me… I am now on a mission. To condense all this knowledge. To save the world. They are pretending to be confused. Asking questions. To confuse me? I promise, I know everything! I don’t have time for questions right now. Please wait for my answer. I have the rest of my life to figure this out. Which is not enough. As the days pass- I start to be unable to remember… Except for the mission, which is still clear. They are saying to rest. But I don’t have much time. So here I am, just talking and talking, afraid to stop. Hoping I can pass on my message. Is this what dying is? Suddenly having all the answers… Suddenly having all the knowledge of the universe… Now they are surrounding me. My mom is saying how much she loves me. The doctors are telling me to close my eyes. Sigh. I could have saved the world. Now I’m starting to feel dizzy… The room is blurring. I guess my life was supposed to have a purpose after all.