Harryb
11:12pm, January 3, 2009
Hindsight is not ALWAY'S 20/20 it seems...how we look on things from the past...that is to say how we interpret things from the past can change...as we change...as our knowledge base increases with time and experience on the planet....in fact i'm beginning to think there are less ALWAY'S things that exist....and more COULD BE'S...OR MAYBE NOT'S than alway'ses...
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The brain is a grey thing inside our skulls....somehow it's connected to the eyes, ears, nose and i suppose everything in one way or another...our skeletons are inside too, along with muscles and fat (uhg!...when will i ever lose this extra weight?
...sigh....oh well)...so anyway, individually we are a live collection of some kind of energy (a live.....alive?
) inside a skinbag complete with protruding finger and toenails. We use language to communicate with each other. We need to eat and drink water to survive. But one must never forget that inside our skulls is the grey matter that is controlling all of these other things going on in the body. We breath...air....not an option if we want to live...and our hearts beat blood thru-out this system, another non-negotiable minor point for existance...both actions completely necessary and we are born with them involuntarily. But all of that a moot point without the grey matter inside our skulls. The brain. That which is typing this now. That which is what is understanding these words right now. We ARE...the grey matter... inside our skulls.
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I had a dream last night: I was on a street that was closed on one end by a bunch of classrooms, there was a guy in one of them seated at a desk trying to get me to stay, or come back, but I told him "No, I'm way too smart for that" . He smiled and I went the other way....then I was in a room where a play was going on, or a skit, I think I was in some kind of commercial, it was pretty funny, I remember laughing in it but I don't remember too much about it....I went outside again and continued going down the street....it was full of snow...cars we're stuck....I remember sort of driving down the street and seeing where my car should have been parked and realized that it had gotten stolen or towed, it was cold and wet outside....I was in my car driving and at the same time looking at an empty spot by the curb, in this snowy blizzard, and thinking 'where did my car go?' ' How am I going to get it back??'.....the street ended....there was no where to go.....I turned back around in my car, or whatever it was that I was driving (or was driving me), and headed back to the other dead-end where the classrooms were... I then woke up with this thought: That street was my whole life, capped on both ends with no where to go....and then I thought about the paradox of being in a car and looking for it at the same time...somehow I think that meant that the car (the answer) is still within me, even tho I'm looking for it outside somewhere on a snowy dead-end street.....the answer lies within me...and it has been with me the whole time....but how do I find it?
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I don't have the answer for you, but I do believe we all know what is best for us, we just have to look deep inside and we'll find it. Our minds have a way of guiding us along the right path, and if we happen to stray, we know how to get back in stride. I hope you find what you're looking for...sometimes it right in front of us.
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i under stand where u are comign from abotu the past u are very smart
ty i needed to see that
hope u had a good new year
and good holiday hon
chat me some time
lol bro jan
bipolarforlife
and then there's.... I'm ALWAYS thinking of the could be's or maybe not's. It's all how some interpret it I guess, like you said. You are very wise and I hope you are doing well.
Cheers, Sharon
mooseyinn
you are so right. i think thats one of the best little blurbs ive ever read. its so true. hope you are having a good day.
*Hugs*
Jamie510
As a child I lived through bizarre abuses and accepted it all like it was normal. As you get older and educated, you realize that life is not so and this is called sexual abuse and child abuse and violence. A child loves and respects and fears. They can't understand the global scope.
stevo
You are right baby doll.
Guineth