(no subject)
A transformation manifested itself today, and in usual character without any signal, it burst beyond the boundaries of epiphany and into the realms of something much heavier. The skies have taken on a much deeper tint since. And along came this clarity of vision purifying all thoughts and dragging with it a pit of experience. As always these things come in a sudden bombardment of signs, a plethora of purposeless events suddenly unified by an all encompassing retrospect that is new to the mind.
This story is a continuation on from the musings of independance, a realisation of the curse I seek to answer, a fate I have been trying to understand. Usually these words have a mockery to them for their loose beliefs, but this is one of those comprehensions you cannot talk about, for it is nothing any other could understand but just a comprehension known to you, it is your secret and not meant to be shared with anyone else. And so these words are all I can find to explain these things literally to myself. The thought is there but the word is too full of vulnerability, too much to properly encapsulate the meaning, too many holes, which only seem to further its perpetual secrecy. One of the hard things we endure as humans is to see ourselves externally, we search internally and explore externally - but the epitome of this search ends with the external, and the exploration seems to be just another hint in a sea of complexity, nothing but the search confirmed. And so seeing myself externally I grew to see myself internally, a full circle of sight, something beyond the spectrum of perception. This is one of those signs to join the exploration into this new presence of independance.
TBC
This story is a continuation on from the musings of independance, a realisation of the curse I seek to answer, a fate I have been trying to understand. Usually these words have a mockery to them for their loose beliefs, but this is one of those comprehensions you cannot talk about, for it is nothing any other could understand but just a comprehension known to you, it is your secret and not meant to be shared with anyone else. And so these words are all I can find to explain these things literally to myself. The thought is there but the word is too full of vulnerability, too much to properly encapsulate the meaning, too many holes, which only seem to further its perpetual secrecy. One of the hard things we endure as humans is to see ourselves externally, we search internally and explore externally - but the epitome of this search ends with the external, and the exploration seems to be just another hint in a sea of complexity, nothing but the search confirmed. And so seeing myself externally I grew to see myself internally, a full circle of sight, something beyond the spectrum of perception. This is one of those signs to join the exploration into this new presence of independance.
TBC