Seasons In The Abyss

Seasons in the Abyss is a great song, but it is also a great idea. Imagine a dreamlike state where the greatest point of gravitational pull gives way and a falling occurs. All that surrounds you will be darkened, you may or may not feel the velocity at which you fall. Let’s say you feel a tremendous pull and your hair is flying backward and your clothes are all puffed out as if you had jumped out of a plane, only you can’t see the puff. You can’t even see the nose on your face much less your own arm(s). Perhaps you may feel a sense of fear in that you know not what will happen next, however, what if after what appears like 5 minutes (it could be 10 seconds, but time will not be something you will be aware of in full unless you have a big glow in the dark clock) you decide to have some fun with this event. Who knows, it could be your last and you won’t have to worry about feeling foolish at the playfulness of your nature as no one will see you as you can’t even see yourself. Okay, let’s say you decide you want to roll around in the space or dive down instead of doing the horizontal (if in fact you are horizontal) looking whose knows where as there is no sky, walls, or ground. All you have is the feeling of your own body and the sense experience of falling along with all the thoughts (if any) that are running through your head. You could be Superman even with your eyes open as you envision flying into a city to catch the bad guys, or you could be Peter Pan flying off to do battle with Captain Hook, or you are Alice in Wonderland and imagine you will catch the rabbit when you reach the bottom of the rabbit hole. Of course these are stories you are familiar with, but let’s say you decide just to be you. In all the darkness of the abyss that you have fallen into, time and space no longer exist. If you cannot see yourself, how do you know that you exist? Is it because you are thinking and imagine you feel a velocity of sort due to the rushing of air around your supposed body? Let’s now remove the rushing air and leave a calm weightless feeling. Now let’s us go one step further. What if you did not see that truck coming and death was instantaneous? Would you know the difference? Tis but a question. Other questions arise as well. How long is a season in the abyss and what would you make of it? You now have an environmental and physical tabula rasa of sorts. Do with it what you will. ~ Maggie ~ January 28, 2009 @ 5:16 p.m. EST