Boring day at school.
The end of nowhere is always there. But do you ever really see it for what it is? To visualize every thing is not easy but if you concentrate on what you visualize, you go forward. Writing is one way to express what your senses (the id, the subconscious) tell you what to feel but understanding and trying to follow through with what you feel is the challenging part. Going about things in ways not understood by others. Trying to do the right thing, yet it is never right. Understanding this in the first place is the key to life.
The thought process of the average person is not where you need to look for a person's real self, but in the heart of the person is where it is. To look beyond all the differences thanking everyone you meet for the opportunity to understand their view on life and their existence as a separate entity. Imagine, every other person you see on earth, is a persona, an entity full of emotion and all the feelings you yourself are capable of. I think people often forget that others are people too. Under all the hate and sarcasm is the underlying root of the human problem of love. The concept of love is never truly comprehended by anyone. Love is a thing that can never be 100% understood or appreciated. To fully comprehend love would blow your mind. All we can do is feel love, and it is enough. When you find your true love maybe you will be lucky enough to love their true self and not the persona of what they want you to see. Understanding these few things about life, you should want to meet more people. And if you want to sit back ignoring all of everything that's going on around you then eat shit and die.
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They say that dreams are real only as long as they last. Couldn't you say the same thing about life?
What is reality? How is it known that this is “real”? For all you know, you could be in a sanitarium somewhere having a psychosis breakdown of the mind, just having one immense flashback of your life. Think about it, that would explain deja-vu. Another challenged aspect of “reality” is the concept of color. We are taught as kids that the sun is yellow. How do we not know that everyone conceives “yellow” as a different color? Someone else’s yellow could be a green to you, but they comprehend that as yellow. So if you were able to look through their eyes the sun would be “green” to you. It’s just as recognizable as you yellow, but there is never anyway to truly tell. Or when a child is born deaf, they are raised with the knowledge of sign language. We, (non-deaf) are raised with the English language as a source of communication. Our thoughts process in our head is in English. “God, this is boring,” or “I am so hungry” are common thoughts of mine. But, back to the born deaf, their whole thought process must be with images, so instead of thinking “I am hungry” the hand sign for hungry would show. Their whole thought process is signs and images. Could you imagine your mind being swamped with images 24/7? Dreams, thoughts, memories, nothing but images because sound is nonexistent since you are deaf.
The brain is the next problem in our perception of the theorized objective “reality”. It often forgets, invents, mutilates, corrupts, combines, and filters it's own data in order to obtain its purpose in creating a useful model of reality. We really can't help it, because without this instability, our brains would be overloaded by either sensory information or they would be incapable of producing sufficient and useful world-views. This would literally cause us to go insane from too much data and an overload of senses. Our brain is an imperfect organic machine, not a mystical repository of truth. This may hold true for the brain, but I don't agree that it necessarily holds true for the mind. The mind is another thing entirely. So what does this all point too? Subjectivism. The notion that every single entity, person, or thing experiences a different reality and that there is no way to ever to compare and contrast the different existence, because they are perceived by different entities. There is the possibility that everything you see is merely your own imagination, that you are just an illusion of yourself (meaning you're dreaming), or that you are the only living being in all existence. It's possible that all other people, their actions and behaviors, are all created by the id (your subconscious) Just as the idea of beauty is all in the mind of the beholder, so is reality itself. Thus, there is no way to even try and objectify existence. It cannot be quantified as an amount. It is just an experience.
I need to quit checking out philosophy/psychology. I think I come off as a nutcase, when I just find all this interesting. It enhances my "artistdom" (is that a word?) I think. It's nice to sit back and view everything from all the angles you can. Sorry if I totally confused the fuck out of you.