Personal Narrative: Beyond Your Senses

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Beyond Your Senses
Rolling out in a salty, bubbling wave of thought, insight, and wonder, I lay motionless in a captivating world on the edge of consciousness and surrealism. I sank into an environment of complete and total focus, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Since then this strange world called “floating” has been the single greatest tool I have ever used for improving my mind and learning more about myself. The seemingly inescapable reality of bombardment and distraction in my everyday life led me to seek out this unique method for thinking and improving my life. Not three weeks before, my hectic life was over run with distractions and constant drowning noise. I found myself staying up night after night being distracted
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I was spending my time on social media and games focusing on my online profile and how I existed online, never thinking of my true and who I really was when no one else was watching. The glaring light of my computer screen fell onto brown sleepless eyes as I frantically attempted to complete my work due the next day. The stress of school and teenage life was getting to me. After repetitive hours of scrolling the web I came across an article making claims of a life changing experience known as sensory deprivation. it gave me hope for a way for a way to truly relax, on the deepest level, and explore what the “innerverse.” At its surface I could not believe the experiences described in the article, however I gained curiosity in the subject and decided to look into it further.
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I paid for my time in which I would be enclosed, isolated from the world. When I finally entered the float room I was amazed by the size and and scale of the tank. It was at least ten feet long by four feet wide, polished a bright white, like a glistening eggshell. I showered in the bathroom, disrobed, put in my foam earplugs and stepped into the dark abyss that seemed to swallow up time itself. Stepping into the water I felt nothing, not warm or cold really. It was an eerie sense at first, until I reminded myself that this was the very thing I had come seeking. Like a pioneer in the flotation movement once said: “The tank does nothing, but it does nothing really well.” I lay down in the water and was instantly suspended by the salt filled water and floating just near the surface. Reaching for the handle, I closed the lid of the tank and stared straight ahead, unsure of what to do next. The first few minutes of my experience were the worst. I felt crammed and claustrophobic. I wanted to get out, but after a few minutes I came to accept that this was not a scary nothing, but an exciting one. The tank was very disorienting, making it difficult to tell what way was up or down left or right. Being in the tank felt like I was floating in space, and in space there is no up or down. I stopped thinking