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[Robdob]

My dilema is simple, I don't know what to write. There, I am sure that will hook your attention. I like to sit in corners, and play inside of my head. Usually the things I think of have no particular relivance to any one or anything, just pure amusement for my twisted comprehension of life. What is life? I don't know. My english prof says we only live because of those who have died, and we are forever indebt to them. Fibonacci created his series of numbers which we eventually took the extreme and derived the golden spriral which can mean that everything in life repeats, possibly at a level of comprehension we just don't understand. A great poet once said that life is a gyre, which is modeled like a spiral staircase illustrating that ones life consists of the same events, just at higher levels. A fellow bluelighter once pointed out that this is remarkably similar to our model of DNA, the cosmetic of human individuality, as well as similarity.
All these great thinkers, all these brilliant revelations, but I still have one problem... my mind works in these spirals, these gyres, this DNA is not only twisted, its spinning out of control. I am losing my past, and with out that my present is in serious threat to instinction...What?

 

[fizzygirl]

i like this...for the simple reason
we are influenced by everything around us, we must sort what we hear, and do not hear, what we attend to, and what we discard yet all of it has some impact...did you know that even negative ideas arise from the initial idea? That if you are told not to think of something, you focus on it more? The mind is incredible, and takes in so much. You've caught a glimpse of your mind..and shared.
Thanks.

 

[Noodle]

Yeah, yeah. I know those looping arcs that a mind sets free to become new thoughts thrown out from past sights.
I've seen these images before, similar ideas expounded into infinity.
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[This message has been edited by Noodle (edited 17 October 2001).]