-thinks-
It's strange to me to try and conceive life as it has been told to me by other
fluctuating forms of energy called life-forms. So strange that the thought of us all existing at once seems...preposterous. I see the world through one state of mind and that is what I believe to be my own. If I see the world in this, and it it what I interact with on a daily basis, how can others see it differently everyday?
How can I believe that they have their own thoughts? What ARE thoughts?
Pulses of electrons sending signals to the brain? Can't be. The "thoughts" take place IN the brain...don't they? Maybe. Have you ever seen a thought? Have you ever reached out and touched a thought? (Not under the influence of mind altering substances) Of course, they will tell you, well this has to be real. We are ALL feeling the same thing your are. We think, we interact, we have dreams. Do you really?
Of course you do these things, because I do these things. You are not real your just something that this inconceivable thing called a mind has made.
You will do the things I do because it is all I know. Do I know it?
What are we anyways? We are not even solid matter because nothing is solid, everything is in a state of constant flux. We are 99.9% empty space. The things you touch and feel everyday that you believe are solid are not really. Imagine every time you click that little button on the mouse of type in a key on the keyboard, use a pencil, poke a piece of paper, you are in fact touching something just simply..floating about.
Molecules conforming with the rest of the molecules forming a tight-knit conglomeration of molecules that are never really even touching each other. Almost like you can put that little finger of yours right through it, huh? Makes everything seem a little more brittle.
If everything around me is just something my mind made, am I answering my own questions? Ultimately talking to myself my whole life? Maybe, your really writing this. Deep in your conscious you know the answers and they are being told to you now by your mind. You have made a world around you that you communicate with all the time to make yourself seem less alone. How else could you "read someone like a book"? It's because you already know what they are thinking, because it is none other than YOU. You have come to learn that part of you so much that you now can read it and understand it as it's usefulness seems to fade away. As your life withers it comes to realize that it IS alone and you learn to see past what you thought you always knew and then you begin to see that you are the only one here and you are giving yourself the answers to your own test. Giving in to the temptation of death that long await thanks to what your mind has lead you to believe your whole existence.
You believed that after a certain point in your life, you had to die, but it's never a precise point in "time" is it? Pieces of you called other people, for example, me,
have lead you to believe that you have to cease being. But when?
You have told yourself that just about everything else in life has a precise time that it dies. Are we not fluctuating? Does this time not change? What about the kid that died yesterday? He was 9 years old. The old man down the street, 70.
What would cause a heart to fail anyways? How could an atom and molecules simply, stop working? Did he really die? Or was it simply little pieces of your mind dying away into one being. everything that part of you knew (the old man) the rest of the (world) knows now. You knew everything from the time you began to "think" everything that has been told to you was just your mind giving you information on what the "world" really is. Maybe...I am you. Maybe your me. Think that your thoughts are your own? maybe they are really mine, or better yet. Maybe they ARE yours...just I might actually have thoughts of my own.
Your reality is now overruled.
Or is it mine?
 Father Fluff · Tue Oct 07, 2008 @ 12:27am · 2 Comments |
