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things they are a changing....
Pulled out the first 2006 Journal (which I only wrote in for the last week of January before dropping it completely) because I had VERY IMPORTANT THINGS to write about and that was the closest to me. Only I started reading some of the stuff I wrote in one entry in particular at 2AM and I'm just giggling at how ridiculous 2006!Kol was. And yet, as ridiculous and random as this entry was, a lot of the stuff in it holds true two, nearly three years later.
It is rare, but I wonder sometimes as to the nature of things. Categories and the never ending struggle to find meaning in the definition of a thing as opposed to the action, the intent, the spirit of a thing. Are we merely the individual parts or the summation of all things known and unknown? And how can we truly label a thing as known?
... two page snip XD ...
Categories, the known truths to which we cling to, must therefore be flexible in practice and in theory. To cling to absolutes when the truths are ever-changing is as futile as to cling to the edge of the ocean as the tie rolls back into the horizon.
And yet, cling so fiercely we do! Our categories more than define us-- we become the categories, believe that we are nothing more than the individual parts. That beautiful spark is buried deep, forgotten. Did it ever truly exist, at least on what we consider our plane of existence?
..... snip to the most important part ......
The message then remains-- hold true only to those things of strong feeling, the absolutes of unbelievability that have become real. And even then, be prepared for more. Nothing is constant, and yet perhaps a greater concept is that all things are stable, it is just our eyes and minds which cannot catch all of the known. Our eyes are fleeting, our minds fabricating links and categories and definitions which are false only in that they are not what is known, but what we comprehend them to be true.
But relative truth is difficult to grasp truly, because that sense of self is rarely elusive, but instead burning blindingly bright. We are the Sun that will blind if you look too close, too long. Perhaps to find what is known, we cannot examine the self, nor the world around as, nor anything we comprehend as stable and unchanging.
Even light is in flux to the outside observer. But to light itself, it remains constant. To truly comprehend, we must exist outside of ourselves, to see the links and influences of the known to us.
There is more than the self. Dualism in the Descartes sense fails because we are not merely autotons in our shells, but connected beings who cannot exist independently.
One is not saying all things are psychologically dependent on others. People can live apart from people and obtain happiness. Independent then can be achieved from people-- but not the known.
You can separate yourself from the air, but can you breathe? You can deny yourself nourishment, but can you live? Your body is changing, in flux; but appears solid and enduring.
But things change. Rocks evolve, sandstone to limestone to marble to glorious buildings to ruins to mystery. All is known if our eyes open and stay focused long enough to process the 'truth' of all things.
Subjective life, then, fickle living, fancy fate and such things have no meaning, because definitions lack weight when things are not definite. Black is black but the black sky is awash in tiny pin-drops of color and never definite in shades or pulse or place, for the viewer is never the same.
Finding comfort in perceived constants is therefore futile, and disorganization is therefore acceptable as long as it is in flux and able to change, to switch states to organized, even for a time. The known will find ways to present itself, even if only in dreams soon forgotten.
Now, back to writing from the perspective of 2008!Kol, who is oddly inspired by the crazy ramblings of years past.
It is rare, but I wonder sometimes as to the nature of things. Categories and the never ending struggle to find meaning in the definition of a thing as opposed to the action, the intent, the spirit of a thing. Are we merely the individual parts or the summation of all things known and unknown? And how can we truly label a thing as known?
... two page snip XD ...
Categories, the known truths to which we cling to, must therefore be flexible in practice and in theory. To cling to absolutes when the truths are ever-changing is as futile as to cling to the edge of the ocean as the tie rolls back into the horizon.
And yet, cling so fiercely we do! Our categories more than define us-- we become the categories, believe that we are nothing more than the individual parts. That beautiful spark is buried deep, forgotten. Did it ever truly exist, at least on what we consider our plane of existence?
..... snip to the most important part ......
The message then remains-- hold true only to those things of strong feeling, the absolutes of unbelievability that have become real. And even then, be prepared for more. Nothing is constant, and yet perhaps a greater concept is that all things are stable, it is just our eyes and minds which cannot catch all of the known. Our eyes are fleeting, our minds fabricating links and categories and definitions which are false only in that they are not what is known, but what we comprehend them to be true.
But relative truth is difficult to grasp truly, because that sense of self is rarely elusive, but instead burning blindingly bright. We are the Sun that will blind if you look too close, too long. Perhaps to find what is known, we cannot examine the self, nor the world around as, nor anything we comprehend as stable and unchanging.
Even light is in flux to the outside observer. But to light itself, it remains constant. To truly comprehend, we must exist outside of ourselves, to see the links and influences of the known to us.
There is more than the self. Dualism in the Descartes sense fails because we are not merely autotons in our shells, but connected beings who cannot exist independently.
One is not saying all things are psychologically dependent on others. People can live apart from people and obtain happiness. Independent then can be achieved from people-- but not the known.
You can separate yourself from the air, but can you breathe? You can deny yourself nourishment, but can you live? Your body is changing, in flux; but appears solid and enduring.
But things change. Rocks evolve, sandstone to limestone to marble to glorious buildings to ruins to mystery. All is known if our eyes open and stay focused long enough to process the 'truth' of all things.
Subjective life, then, fickle living, fancy fate and such things have no meaning, because definitions lack weight when things are not definite. Black is black but the black sky is awash in tiny pin-drops of color and never definite in shades or pulse or place, for the viewer is never the same.
Finding comfort in perceived constants is therefore futile, and disorganization is therefore acceptable as long as it is in flux and able to change, to switch states to organized, even for a time. The known will find ways to present itself, even if only in dreams soon forgotten.
Now, back to writing from the perspective of 2008!Kol, who is oddly inspired by the crazy ramblings of years past.