Hiya peeps!
I hope you're all doing good... Right, I used to write all this BS stuff on Facebook which I presumed bored my friends list to tears.... I thought I'd blog it for my own entertainment. I'm not even sure what I'm going to write but hay ho let's going with the flow here...
I often wonder what is reality,
Is it everything is truly touch, feel, hear and see?
I often wonder what is reality,
Is it more, so much more than our own individual autobiography?
When I walk and walk and walk
I feel what's around me, feel it and connect it with my internal talk
Feel the air between my fingers, amongst my skin
Do others feel this, have the same perspective, are they akin?
Like the Matrix, is the our reality keeping us blind,
Why are some of us curious but others; they're either oblivious or simply don't mind
There was a book, it discussed existential phenomenological, questioning the truth of our reality
Discussed things such as object-perception; what is truly happening when we lift to our lips, a mug of coffee?
When we dream, are we dreaming or really awake,
When we're awake, is this but a dream; by thinking we're awake we've made simple, yet complex mistake
What is reality?
Is it social, individual or unsolved mystery?
Evey 27/06/2014
During my childhood I'd often think. Thinking was relaxing, thinking was a journey, thinking was peaceful, thinking was adventurous but most of all thinking was truly MINE! I'd think so many thoughts, lots of them. There'd be so many questions, so many answers, drifting in and out of my mind... like my mind was a mine, a mine full of many different tunnels, the coal - well that was the many thoughts and the digger--- well that was I, I'd dig in and out, many a time to try and seek out whatever thought was appropriate for whatever particular moment.
One particular night - I started pondering, thinking about God and about the universe, about death, about existence, about what was beyond. The thoughts lead me to fear.... but fear is fear of the unknown. As I am aware death is to not exist (my faith - Christianity has me believes there's more, there's a heaven, no one truly dies - one still exists but in a different place, a different dimension, in a different way - one does this is one believes in Christ and accepts him as the lord, if not one is comdemed to Hell), though not sure of Hell. Hell is on Earth. No not with fire etc - but all this suffering, heartache, pain, misery it must be (but then that's the opposite of what truly is - something I wholeheartedly and PASSIONATELY believe in - everything is opposite but one of the same - will discuss that later or another time), disregarding the Christian belief that I have been drawn towards - as a child I would think of death, worry about it, fear it, obsess over it - as a consequence of stories on the News. For that reason, five years ago, I made a decision that I would NO LONGER listen to the news on the TV or radio and no longer read a newspaper. This was due to the negative impact they had on my life---and mental wellbeing. I have not gone back on that decision since.
Back to where I was, I would wonder how it was not to exist; not to feel, not to think, not to sense, not to remember.... And the idea terrified me, literally TERRIFIED me. I thought of the universe and what was beyond.... in the similar vein to how I'd see a passing field, as a child, and wonder what was beyond that, and beyond that, and beyond that.... and on n on n on... Are there more universes? Are there parallel universes? Are there, what we call "aliens" beyond? If so, what are they like? Why are so many of us such ignoramuses that we assume we are the only ones - and that we are most clever? Surely that is pure arrogance?! If I was to stand in front of a stadium full of people and announce I was more intelligent, superior, stronger - than any of them there, in-fact than anyone in the country, no in fact than anyone in the world, no in-fact than anyone in the universe or in ALL of the universes - I would assume that most people would shout me down calling me arrogant, along with a whole load of other names - so thus why is it acceptable that we assume ourselves to be superior?
Ahhhhh think I've wrote enough for today.... Going to chill out.
Nos Da,
Evey xxxx
I hope you're all doing good... Right, I used to write all this BS stuff on Facebook which I presumed bored my friends list to tears.... I thought I'd blog it for my own entertainment. I'm not even sure what I'm going to write but hay ho let's going with the flow here...
I often wonder what is reality,
Is it everything is truly touch, feel, hear and see?
I often wonder what is reality,
Is it more, so much more than our own individual autobiography?
When I walk and walk and walk
I feel what's around me, feel it and connect it with my internal talk
Feel the air between my fingers, amongst my skin
Do others feel this, have the same perspective, are they akin?
Like the Matrix, is the our reality keeping us blind,
Why are some of us curious but others; they're either oblivious or simply don't mind
There was a book, it discussed existential phenomenological, questioning the truth of our reality
Discussed things such as object-perception; what is truly happening when we lift to our lips, a mug of coffee?
When we dream, are we dreaming or really awake,
When we're awake, is this but a dream; by thinking we're awake we've made simple, yet complex mistake
What is reality?
Is it social, individual or unsolved mystery?
Evey 27/06/2014
During my childhood I'd often think. Thinking was relaxing, thinking was a journey, thinking was peaceful, thinking was adventurous but most of all thinking was truly MINE! I'd think so many thoughts, lots of them. There'd be so many questions, so many answers, drifting in and out of my mind... like my mind was a mine, a mine full of many different tunnels, the coal - well that was the many thoughts and the digger--- well that was I, I'd dig in and out, many a time to try and seek out whatever thought was appropriate for whatever particular moment.
One particular night - I started pondering, thinking about God and about the universe, about death, about existence, about what was beyond. The thoughts lead me to fear.... but fear is fear of the unknown. As I am aware death is to not exist (my faith - Christianity has me believes there's more, there's a heaven, no one truly dies - one still exists but in a different place, a different dimension, in a different way - one does this is one believes in Christ and accepts him as the lord, if not one is comdemed to Hell), though not sure of Hell. Hell is on Earth. No not with fire etc - but all this suffering, heartache, pain, misery it must be (but then that's the opposite of what truly is - something I wholeheartedly and PASSIONATELY believe in - everything is opposite but one of the same - will discuss that later or another time), disregarding the Christian belief that I have been drawn towards - as a child I would think of death, worry about it, fear it, obsess over it - as a consequence of stories on the News. For that reason, five years ago, I made a decision that I would NO LONGER listen to the news on the TV or radio and no longer read a newspaper. This was due to the negative impact they had on my life---and mental wellbeing. I have not gone back on that decision since.
Back to where I was, I would wonder how it was not to exist; not to feel, not to think, not to sense, not to remember.... And the idea terrified me, literally TERRIFIED me. I thought of the universe and what was beyond.... in the similar vein to how I'd see a passing field, as a child, and wonder what was beyond that, and beyond that, and beyond that.... and on n on n on... Are there more universes? Are there parallel universes? Are there, what we call "aliens" beyond? If so, what are they like? Why are so many of us such ignoramuses that we assume we are the only ones - and that we are most clever? Surely that is pure arrogance?! If I was to stand in front of a stadium full of people and announce I was more intelligent, superior, stronger - than any of them there, in-fact than anyone in the country, no in fact than anyone in the world, no in-fact than anyone in the universe or in ALL of the universes - I would assume that most people would shout me down calling me arrogant, along with a whole load of other names - so thus why is it acceptable that we assume ourselves to be superior?
Ahhhhh think I've wrote enough for today.... Going to chill out.
Nos Da,
Evey xxxx