This Is As Close As It Gets...

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Seeing ghosts is a fear of something that's not even there !

Fear of your own emptiness....

Gone.....
Without a trace....

There's no one left to know that you're gone...
There never was anyone there...

The thought of it might feel scary....
Thought is the fear....

A rope...a snake....a rope....a snake....

Till there's not even nothing left....

I have seen that feeling of perceived threat often in a dear ones..by the most inconsequential acts or words that have arisen here...and felt quite flummoxed at first....at the need to protect an idealised version of themselves in their head... !!

Such a primal instinct....

Arising as a need to lash back and belittle....in order to not feel the fear....

Attempts to manipulate their sense of self....

It makes me weep....

Handholds is putting it mildly....
More like talons dug in a vice like grip....embedded into the sense of self....

Tears...

The self still remains...even after it's been seen through....
A transparent incandescent jewel..

Without it we are not...

In these images of self and the other....
Do we meet....and laugh and cry and love and sing...

This is as close as it gets...

Falling into each other...

Tumbling in and through our self ...