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The depth my thoughts take at times causes ........  It’s not that I love the torture that I experience during my dark times but I love the strength that I make myself believe in to see me through till the next sunrise. The energy that lives within my mind can be so tragic to me, at times I wonder if a mental disease is cropping up on me, crawling within me, finding a home so that it can blossom and later leave me with nothing but the illusion mind that I would have pictured. This does not scare me though as much as the cold weather makes me shiver, thoughts they are at the end of the day.

My day to day activities run as smoothly as I picture, still debating how I can pull the strings of decency to foresee the direction that all this will take me. I have met beautiful minds, faces, personalities and the best part of these is the urge I do have to spread the little contented illusions that make up my persona these days... talk of a ruined reality. The sweetness of not knowing the accent, the processing, and the behavior of the unknown person seems to make me more at ease than the known comfort the clouds thrive in when lightning strikes. Though the environment of interaction is as known to me like the undergarment I have own, safety is paramount.

I love my days ‘dark’ and my nights ‘bright’. Dark from noticing the minute figments that are displayed by our surrounding that no one seems to get a connection to or seem to even care of their existence. Bright from all the stars shinning above my bedroom window that modernization seems to have swept under the bed as the cities light up and forge the dimensions that the natural light brought to it naturally. 

There was a time when my thoughts were bruised , lost myself in the twists and turns of the pages of my unwritten autobiography. Never felt so alone in my entire life. The fact that I can think free and speak without waiting for a response, a critic, and applause gives me more pleasure than any assurance can. All these are ideal components of communication and all these can result in a default setting in a human mind as the statement itself. At the stage I am at, communication is not the main issue that bothers my thought process it’s the execution of the translated message to see through Aristotle’s philosophy of causality.

One from him to close ……“All human actions have one or more of these seven causes: chance, nature, compulsion, habit, reason, passion and desire.”

REASON WITH A REASON

REASON WITH A REASON.

They say that everything happens for a reason, I propose that everything happens so that one can reason. Open up one’s self to new experiences, new breakthroughs, new navigation paths, re-write history or to simply break down one’s ego that might have sky rocket hindering the big picture that was to be. Reasoning is an art to many, expressed in music, paintings, dance, photography, poetry, motivational speaking as well as emotional outburst for some. Differences in the expression are varied depending on the individual as well as the society that surrounds them.

I envy the dimensions that the openness of one's mind presents. the opportunity to sieve, decipher and create a lot memories that have no limitations, the fallacy of delusion, illusion and perceptions that arise due to the exchange of grey matter to black and white pieces of art. The limitless dimensions that a simple discussion can bring, I at times envy the smart stoners, those that do not spend all their time smoking, but also have the chance to laugh at the so called paradises that they build or hallucinate. In one way or another I tend to view this as the will to let whatever idea that one has out there, and criticisms, laughter, awe moments that will arise from saying the thought are never imagined. This openness if cultivated within the persona  and can create a being that not only nourishes the mind but the soul as well, and in the simplest manner said, what the soul expresses is pure thus only positivity can thrive.

            Life is like an aspect of nature; the wind, you cannot really control it but you can harness it to bring in energy. At times when life changes the direction that we propose that it shall take, we become marginalized with the idea that the wind is against the flow of events that we want to take. The reasoning I choose from these is that the wind at times signifies the direction that the rains are coming from or headed to, rain is a positive aspect, in that it brings forth the growth of vegetation that is food for the soul. From photosynthesis which is the acquiring of the necessary tools to grow, to the germination, to sprouting of a bud, to the flower or the harvest until they wither off, later turn to manure and helps the next generation of plants. It’s simply how we pass morals, values, norms and good seeds from one generation to another. 

The perception that one has towards the indifference of life can result to accommodation and at times assimilation of individuals. It can progress, and as one said, progress does not necessarily mean advancement… it all depends on how one pictures themselves. Perception is the manner that we choose to interpret information and these can trigger our attitude towards the great spectrum that we want to achieve…. I am hoping that all individuals will be inspired to not only reach the self actualization level as depicted by the Maslow’s law, but the conceptual differences that each individual has towards themselves.

Wise words (You make the decisions to fulfill, to whatever extent, the potential life that exists within you- Hans Decoz)