Jan 03, 2005 01:12
Reflections. Representations. Beautiful inaccuracies. Conceptualizations so pure they need not breathe, need not expire. Pieces of a wall so well constructed it lets no light, no sound, no air through. A wall so well constructed it encompasses all light, all sound, all air. Ideas with mass... weight. Ideas stacked upon ideas, holding together against the torrent of fact... filtering, compacting, compressing, expanding. Rudiments of thought that enable thought. Bits of bits.
Feeling is thought.
Fear is an idea.
Salvation is a mindset.
Oh, and I've been working 30 hours straight, so I'm not speaking from experience. Sometimes your world makes you... not the other way around. I do love to dream though.