Feelings in the crushed mirror

Have you ever felt like you been put down in a blender, so all your feelings get totally sliced and mixed up, thrown around and put back inside you with a feeling of emptiness because they are to many, equalize each other even if so strong?

Or like you see different parts of yourself, if you watched yourself in a crushed mirror lying in small pieces underneath you? Small small parts of you as person. Your mind, your personality, your thoughts, your feelings, your past future and present mixed up at the same time on the same place, from different angles and in different light.

I have, and I don’t know how many times. But as many times at it is, as many different ways they have been mixed. And sometimes it‘s just so liberating after a visit at that place.

Some of the times I meet that place, is when I see the film “Lost and delirious”. Don’t know what it is, but every time I see it, it come so close, deep inside. Different parts depending on time and place. But always so strong.

No one of the characters are like me, I haven’t been in any of their situations. But small parts of their personalities and feelings, mixed up together in a blender, can make parts of me when I see the crushed mirror on my way passing bye.