Thursday, June 28, 2012

I burnt my tongue

"How beautiful!" they exclaimed. They lavished their praise, their attention and their money to the beauty that they saw. The somewhat unintentional acquired beauty of the figure.

"As he burnt his tongue and turned around from uncertain sounds, he floated from sea to sea. He realized it wasn't him. It just wasn't in him to admire what they admired. He saw a hollow shell with a dangling frame with a golden top. He lost his ground yet had his way. He kept them at bay and left where he laid."

In his Private world, he saw what he was always asked to see but didn't want to see. Why now? He saw it had to be now, tonight and exactly at that moment. It was a perfect moment.

He saw that he had arisen some time ago now. He wondered why he saw that now. He saw he had to see it now, tonight and exactly at that moment. It was a perfect moment for the revelation.

He saw the camaraderie of the informants and the spies who admired the gladiators for the people in the arena. What a sight? How beautiful again! He refused to believe in the passivity, the vegetative state of an audience of false gods and demi-gods. Being an audience of his own life, he could barely tolerate. Now, to be expected to be an audience of these warriors and their ways, he found very intolerable. The informants sent ravens to the audience about the importance of playing their part.

"Don't rise!", the ravens cawed.

He took an arrow and aimed it Right at the raven's heart and the glass shattered into a million pieces, he saw in his heart. He had risen some time ago or so he suspected.

He was fearful though but not in the way of the raven's ending.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Some atmospheric lines in my head not directed at anyone in particular

"Your need to understand me* at the briefest of glances and the supposed complete understanding of me in that time presumes many dangerous ideas. One is that of complete confidence and omniscience in yourself and your perspective, in the characters and personalities of other people and of yourself. That itself is quite unlikely but not impossible. However, it is very improbable considering your own bearing. Another is that of the ease of understanding other's psyche, intentions and the like by those brief verbal and minuscule non-verbal interactions. When prying and investigating in those terms, you would primarily be in the realm of speculation. While your instinct might be honed sufficiently enough, your understanding most likely is not deep enough nor tangible. Unless you have a flexible mind and heart, you would have created an illusion or more specifically, a delusion.

Besides the presentation of these dangerous ideas, even the need to suppose a complete understanding of me is questionable. It is quite unnecessary and fickle use of your time. What is there to be gained, except to ease suspicions of your own feeble mind? If you and I are made of the atoms, molecules and heavenly materials, you should rest assured that you and I share mostly identical material. You can argue that your curiosity was sparked to gain a deeper understanding in human tendencies, intentions, good will and the like. I will dismiss that argument again by your own bearing, which would then start reeking of a need to feed your own ego voraciously during most of your living moments."

*The reference to myself is a general reference and applies to everyone.

Friday, June 22, 2012

I don't want to be

What if you made a decision right now, where you truly think that:
      You don't want to be rich.
      You don't want to be poor.
      You don't want to be cool.
      You don't want to be a bore.
      You don't want to be any adjective.

You are just what you are. Right now. And forever.

What would you be? Would you just be? Could you just be?
Just try and see where it takes you. I will too.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Dangerous, this Analogy

It could be that if your world is explained primarily through analogy, you are living in lack.

A world lacking of a fuller description, understanding and explanations. A world lacking in a fuller picture.

Analogies are but tools. What was true for one, may not hold for another.
Also, if the tool itself is flawed, the work done by the tool will have some incompleteness. Something lacking.
So there's two dangers: The Flaw in the tool of Analogy and the actual Analogies themselves.

Therefore, tread carefully.

Some links that support my thoughts (there's plenty more out there):