White Noise

Have you ever been caught up in a distraction to the point where it rules you almost to no end. They come out of no where and hit you with such intensity that its almost unbearable. I have come to call it the disease of thought. A point in time however brief the episode is where you are lost in the white noise and drown in its depth. Here is something I wrote describing such an intense moment of capture.
It all becomes just like white noise in the background. Inaudible noise, surrounding oneself, like an ocean of screams that flood the ears. Onset by the trigger, some any one thing, which captures your attention and holds it hostage. Obsession and addiction guard my cell while I am strapped into a rustic metal seat, my eyes fixed on the television screen. I am unable to look away and escape what I see, the nothingness on screen and its screams of white noise. In a trance of surrender and defeat I cannot take my mind out of focus. I am petrified in this single moment. The disease of thought has captured me once again. Once the mind has stopped on a single thought we have already died.
The torment ends abruptly with the mind being free to roam and think once again, this transition onset by the slightest notion allowing me to break free from the prison of distraction. Escaping the white noise.

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Let this be known that I continue from Rustbelt Refugee with this entry. Unfortunately the first is closed, but the message is not dead and from here on it will live. Until the next post.
-Adios.