Enigma…
That is what you are.
Don’t deny it, just except it, except your self for what you are. You are the universe, and it is you. Everything is connected and everything is inseparable; at the atomic level TOTALLY similar and constantly interacting and exchanging energy.
The world is too fantastic to comprehend and it’s intricacies and details to bizarre to be real, but it is, they are, even if you think otherwise.
Everything you think you thought your knew is untrue. Grip it, rip it and whatch that puff dissolve like the world as you knew it is going to, if you are ready…
STOP RIGHT NOW, YOU KNOW NOT WHERE YOU ARE GOING…
Where is you mind taking you, do you even know?
IF YOU DON’T, TURN BACK NOW!
How do you know? You don’t. You know that you don’t know anything.
You don’t know me. You say/think/assume you do, but guess what you don’t. And I don’t know you.
We are more than meets the eye.
I am deeper than my eyes can show, sharper than my wit expelled, and colorful as an oceanianic sunset. How can you possibly understand the complex shmorgasboard of logic and reason, the quagmire of religious and philosophical contradiction, the intricate web of facts fantasy images ideas and imaginings… the extreme and spiraling nature of my world, my mind, my universal construct.
It’s understatedly overwhelming to even think about it! Yeah… right?
You judge only the mind which {I myself and hopefully you as well} must be overcome. I am attempting to do so, but it is hard, very hard. Like a long hike up the mountain, full of hardship and endurance trials, but filled with bliss, views and vantage once you reach the top.
For you to truly see someone requires them to be looking at you (into you) and seeing the you, you perceive yourself to be; the true you that cannot be hidden in the moment of connection. Only at that moment do we become one and see that we are no different, only trapped and tricked by our minds to think so.
Looks can, and often do, deceive. Don’t let my looks (beauty if you like) fool you. Looks are heavily dependent on what is inside, physical beauty is 50% confidence, 35% genetics and 15% intelligence.
I consider myself more brains than beauty, but a healthy dose of both. I am not vain or narcissistic, I am confident and self assured. I am comfortable in my skin and accepting of who I am; what I want, who I want to be. I know not of ignorance, low self esteem, or victimhood. I have moved past those products of the mind.
I am me. What you see is what you get, even if you don’t get what you see…
I go with the flow. I try to be present, in the moment and free.
I love life, the world that gives it to me and I love you…
…after all you is/are me.
Odd? Sort of. But a better word for it is ENIGMA.
Bob says:Don’t worry (about it) be happy now.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Enigma
Posted by Postmodernism at 12:24 PM
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