Eleusis.
"Synchronicities take you to the edge, but no further; the message is received but the source hidden. Beyond the uncanny crackle of the signal you have to make a leap" Erik Davis. 3 am. I feel as if I'm covered in static electricity, St Elmo's fire. I am unsure of myself. The feeling is of darkness. And of being swept away. Of walking a labyrinth, a spinning void. To a place beyond the stars. What happened? Hours earlier, as the lights came up and everyone started to leave, we stood for about ten minutes trying to exchange phone numbers - my phone refusing to do RCS - I was trying to write his number into Google Keep. Neither of us were thinking straight. We had just seen Tool. Hours later - 3 am, 31st of May 2024 - my feelings were making even less sense. Sure, a lot had already happened already that day but.. But at 3 am I couldn’t even tell if I was feeling my own feelings. I am used to picking up other people's emotions as sensat...