Formless Depth.
Noah's entire existence buzzed with unfathomable brightness as he felt his mind so clear.
What was this? His body felt freer, like a cool sensation was spreading across his existence as everything coursed with immensity and vibrancy. The very fabric of reality seemed sharper and more defined!
It even felt more colorful all around, enough to make one ask: was this why people took drugs? Because it felt fucking fantastic.
But his drug right now was an immense sense of Clarity and Conviction.
Because it was unfathomably clear to him who and what he was. He felt like he could breathe much easier after knowing and accepting his Existence. There was no more uncertainty, no more grasping at definitions that did not fit, no more trying to squeeze himself into categories that were never designed to contain something like him.
He was Formless.
He simply was.
And in this clarity, he learned many things.
