joy?

dangerous harmful suffering
disastrous painful future
my absence
time
I am being destroyed

all my perceptions unbearable as they are

I am them and they are 100% part of me
unavoidable

I bear me
now

without option
without future
without exception
without research
without memory
without understanding
without knowledge
without action
without movement
without words
without perception
without sense
without thought
without memory
without expectation
without promise
without communication
without time past present future
without examination
without doubt
without intellect
without sense
without boredom
without complaint
without shame
without fear
without grief
without anger
without exposure
without sleep
without dream
without imagination
without people
without world

in total silence