surreal

Last night...I came across a tumult of thoughts. Thoughts that were stretching my mind, as in the ethereal part of it, pulling it apart trying to reveal some absolutes of it. This pull, or I should name, this pressure on the ethereal part of mind has always stayed with me and I believe with most of the people that I know of. Actually I was treading through a rich eclectic collection of works of varied genres, in the youtube, comprising of music, drama, technology and philosophy. Each one of them a true piece of beauty, titillating my mind in ways of their own, instigating in me the similar emotions/ hormones that I should comfortably claim as bliss/ dopamine. But as I finished off savoring each of those subjects, I found myself (the ethereal part of my mind) in a wide abyss with shiny shards of each genre floating around, each one of them pulling me towards it. Each of them luring me to be pursued  to their full. And this is not a momentary scenario that I underwent, it’s a cyclic feel