Blissful Oblivion

Blissful oblivion, surrender me to your illusion,
Let my mind awaken from my prejudiced slumber,
This body, breathing of agonizing inhibition,
Let me be, free for once in your eternal bower.

Ruffle my sails with your winds of purposelessness,
Filling in me, vague and distant memories unheard,
unrelated to what I know or will ever know,
And I will breathe in comfort I have never felt before.

Free from me, this whimsical sense of belonging,
Self-deluding importance to social harmonic being,
Whirlpooling, if needed into the realms of insanity,
to be questioned by none, the saner, of my happiness.

Let this unintuitive, unimaginative world of infiniteness,
as that seen through the eyes of lesser minds,
unrelenting to undermine their presupposed axioms,
present to me the light and glimpses into the
unknown, for there is where my mind resides.

Kartiek Agarwal, on behalf of a delusioned metaphysicist.