I imagine floating endlessly through the soft tides, mindless of where the current takes me. I could end up in the Pacific or maybe the Atlantic, wherever I would be, I surrender myself fully to the flowing waves and the whistling winds. My translucent body would sway in the sea water, drifting on for hundreds of years, maybe even thousands without a single feeling of pain.
To survive, I would stretch my arms out wide as small creatures swim into my deadly embrace. The critters gently go to sleep, and I would swallow them up, satisfied with my next meal, but never sad for them.
My heart and brain would be no more, so I would not be swayed by either. With only a nervous system, all I would feel would be the warm currents I traverse through. There would be no need to make complex decisions. No need for chaotic thoughts that impede my thinking. No need for the confusion of unraveling my feelings. Only the thought of surviving and floating endlessly in the sea. Simply just being.
And one day, as I drift in the unforgiving sea, a lovely creature who also yearns for survival, sees me as a miracle. I would try to swim away, but realize I am no match. With no brain nor heart, I am not fearful. So, I accept my fate and I cease to exist.
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