The Chaos of Agony
MORE THAN TORTURE, THE CHAOS OF AGONY
When I am in the chaos of unutterable indescribable agony the power of the physical experience is huge, vast and all encompassing. I cannot bear the moment I am in. There is no other moment than this one and it seems to spread out to all eternity in an eternal moment of excruciating torture. I don't really have the words to describe the experience.
It is exquisitely diminishing. It is almost completely incomprehensible in its agony it is so vast, so punishing, so pure, so bleak, so empty of life and full of sensations that is beyond endurance.
All focus must be on coping, on bearing the unbearable, on remaining, on the pain itself, for there is no place that is not pain. There is no place that is not agony, there is no place that is not on fire with the violence of hurt, within the physicality of the body. The pain screams non- existence at you. The pain will consume you.
The pain is all consuming. You just want it to stop. You do not know when it will kill you, for surely you cannot remain existing in such intense violation of life.
Here you can either go down totally into despair and become overwhelmed and negated by the intensity of suffering or you can choose the essence of Life, which is to be greater than the suffering, to hold onto your intrinsic self despite it, even if it cannot be taken away.

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