Meditation #1 -- grey now, bright future
Quia tenebrae non obscurabuntur
Et nox sicut dies illuminabitur.....
The future will not be just more of the same. Gold does not tarnish.
Forget the willful blindness that turns always to trivia and quarrel.
What use is it for the eye to see if the mind cannot? The bee sees the flower, but does not perceive the beauty. The illiterate sees the lines of text but draws no meaning from them. The ignorant looks at the Parthenon but sees only the crumbling old stone structure, not the history. What are you not seeing that is all around you in plain sight?
I do not only look, I see, and I will not be cast out into the filth.
It is possible that if chimpanzees could comprehend our human achievements, they would envy and hate us for them. It is possible that if a caterpillar could see a vision of the butterfly it is destined to become, it would be terrified, and turn away. Cast out the fear.
Your "secret knowledge", your conspiracy theories, your faith, are but blinders of gloom and grey against the coruscation of life and color all around you. You deserve better.
Each one of the seven billion of us is a uniquely-wired neurological universe, a secret kaleidoscope of variety.
"I am alone: there is no God where I am." And no need for Bibles or for barbershops.
Or for death.
Minök - Lokim - Mortha - Sket!
Begone!
Et nox sicut dies illuminabitur.....
The future will not be just more of the same. Gold does not tarnish.
Forget the willful blindness that turns always to trivia and quarrel.
What use is it for the eye to see if the mind cannot? The bee sees the flower, but does not perceive the beauty. The illiterate sees the lines of text but draws no meaning from them. The ignorant looks at the Parthenon but sees only the crumbling old stone structure, not the history. What are you not seeing that is all around you in plain sight?
I do not only look, I see, and I will not be cast out into the filth.
It is possible that if chimpanzees could comprehend our human achievements, they would envy and hate us for them. It is possible that if a caterpillar could see a vision of the butterfly it is destined to become, it would be terrified, and turn away. Cast out the fear.
Your "secret knowledge", your conspiracy theories, your faith, are but blinders of gloom and grey against the coruscation of life and color all around you. You deserve better.
Each one of the seven billion of us is a uniquely-wired neurological universe, a secret kaleidoscope of variety.
"I am alone: there is no God where I am." And no need for Bibles or for barbershops.
Or for death.
Minök - Lokim - Mortha - Sket!
Begone!
posted by Infidel753 at 7:43 AM
4 Comments:
Beautiful.
I should have something more eloquent to say in response to that, but it was just so perfect all in itself, just ... beautiful.
Why, thank you, Godlizard -- that means a lot coming from you.
This had been fermenting in my mind for a long time. It was partly reading the "sheep" Lord's Prayer on your blog that finally pushed me to post it.
Pretty good piece of art Mr.Infidel. You have that poet artistic quality to you .... really!
Later Guy .........
Thanks RC -- some things can't be best expressed in standard linear discursive writing -- I've always thought so.
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