Quotes About Disconnection

He hated not being heard, having to shout at the insides of himself, having to live in his dreams the way he lived in one of his rented rooms, being opposed, denied, neglected, refused. Kicked out.

She hung up and the room was a fist of silence.

The place had the gritty untidiness of belonging to no one, a litter bin for wasted time.

I thought, too, of Thomas Merton's description of hell, where 'no one has anything in common with anybody else except the fact that they all hate one another and cannot get away from one another and themselves.

And once again Einar became exhausted by the world failing to know who he was.

This should be of no surprise when we realize that a common denominator of all traumas is an alienation and disconnection from the body and a reduced capacity to be present in the here and now.

Elle avait l'impression d'être subitement devenue le centre du monde, quand son monde à elle n'existait plus.

Por la tarde encendió el teléfono después de cada clase, pero seguía sin llegarle nada, ni la mínima respuesta; la misma agresividad en forma de ausencia.

This ´world´ began to forget it was Oneness, like a dream forgetting it is the dreamer. With this amnesia came the phenomenon we call fear, an expression of All Possibility that cannot manifest within the balance of Oneness. Fear only comes with the illusion of division and separation when consciousness perceives itself as part and not the whole. Fear is the shadow of illusory disconnection.

It's one thing to refuse an invitation," Aaron said, "another to be told you'll never get one.

Me and God we don't get along.

As a kid, I sensed history going on all around me, but the basic thrust of it didn't move me.

The years rolled slowly past and I found myself alone. Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends, I found myself further and further from my home.

It's such a profound alienation for a person not to be at home in their own body.

Don't send me no letter, cause I can't read.

I can't relate to 99% of humanity.

I don't see teenagers anymore. I see... I see youths. Slumped S shapes in their hoodies, all huddled round a bin of burning grannies. All texting eachother because they've given up on speech.

My dad was nothing but a bingo call.

Total confusion, disconnected nothing, absolute bewilderment. It's an enigma wrapped in a mystery, stuffed in a burrito, and smothered in taco sauce.

There was no way to have a civilized conversation with that guy. It's like he was raised by giraffes or something.

As cities grow and technology takes over the world, belief and imagination fade away, and so do we.

I'll never understand ninety-nine percent of humanity. - Enoch

She had given up on her parents years ago. Things would never be honest between them. So why bother with any relationship at all?

Emma ended the call and slipped her phone back into