DimensionX
07-11-06, 03:05 PM
i just had a 'dicussion' with a person who is living life as linearly as society can allow.
yep you guessed it, my head is i would say killing me but it isn't painful, i have a feeling of pressure around the right temple and i feel so over stimulated it's untrue, every movement i make, everything i touch, i can feel more, my voice in my head has seemed to temporarily found words to type, poetry in irony fore played through confusion.
last line makes sense to no one, it more brings on creation sparked by curiosity and abstract thought.
like one line to two lines, three to four.
linear thinking is clear cut the way things 'should' be, the way in which makes people happier, more successful, more persuadable.
this person i had the discussion with, had a troubled childhood, alone in the dark with not even an apperence of support, he has had an upbringing that rivals most, he has alot of anger, i mean alot of anger, the anger motivates him, it's painful to see, he doesn't see the anger that leads him through his past but a barrier which he believes he has conquered because lets face it ladies and gentlemen, if your successful you've jumped every hurdle you've climbed every mountain, you've seen every view, this guy travels a bit, he sees through eyes with military training since past, eyes that seek tranquility in places advertised as relaxing calm, a past of anger spurs a soul seeking a tranquility never found, but a peace that the body can live with. Peace is a prospect that i find to be a rest of the body, tranquility calmness, beauty, these are things i believe can only be found by a mind thats willing to see it.
a little contrast to statisfy the viewers with eyes for answers:
this person was forced into a job of orchard picking at the age of 12 (of which he's recently found out), mother could deal with raising a child, could find no attachment that she could see clearly, his dad was a provider, a man to be respected, a man this guy looked up to, the person in question had a few jobs, with no direction, only the need to provide he choose women, he went into the military, programmed to fight, to protect, to serve a country which is falling apart from the seams whilest leaders look to solve problems that occur outside of their rein, now he has a family to which to provide for, i truely believe this man is as happy as he could possibly be, therapy would break him more than anything positive, he looks after everyone that shares the bloodline with him, a person thats happiest when he's providing.
me, well i'm pretty much the opposite, i've lived an incredibly sheltered life, brought up being told education is the key to which all doors can be opened, a key i needed to discover, a key i think i will always be looking for, unfortunately my open mindedness and need to see what all others see will be my downfall, i don't look for doors, only keys, as i find a key, i find the lock it fits into and then move on to finding another, always being told education is the key at a young age and never saying anything about a job until that person is in his teens makes it extremely differcult for that person to turn the key, let alone open the door.
as you can see, true opposites
forest verses leaf, battle verses war.
as i write this, i feel the pressure subside slightly, thoughts becomming once again the usual blur now all i feel is the slight deafness of which only jumping out and suprising a 3 year old girl can bring.
i got to go now, i'll probably never be able to say all that needs to be said but, not every story ends.
food for thought for hungry minds
yep you guessed it, my head is i would say killing me but it isn't painful, i have a feeling of pressure around the right temple and i feel so over stimulated it's untrue, every movement i make, everything i touch, i can feel more, my voice in my head has seemed to temporarily found words to type, poetry in irony fore played through confusion.
last line makes sense to no one, it more brings on creation sparked by curiosity and abstract thought.
like one line to two lines, three to four.
linear thinking is clear cut the way things 'should' be, the way in which makes people happier, more successful, more persuadable.
this person i had the discussion with, had a troubled childhood, alone in the dark with not even an apperence of support, he has had an upbringing that rivals most, he has alot of anger, i mean alot of anger, the anger motivates him, it's painful to see, he doesn't see the anger that leads him through his past but a barrier which he believes he has conquered because lets face it ladies and gentlemen, if your successful you've jumped every hurdle you've climbed every mountain, you've seen every view, this guy travels a bit, he sees through eyes with military training since past, eyes that seek tranquility in places advertised as relaxing calm, a past of anger spurs a soul seeking a tranquility never found, but a peace that the body can live with. Peace is a prospect that i find to be a rest of the body, tranquility calmness, beauty, these are things i believe can only be found by a mind thats willing to see it.
a little contrast to statisfy the viewers with eyes for answers:
this person was forced into a job of orchard picking at the age of 12 (of which he's recently found out), mother could deal with raising a child, could find no attachment that she could see clearly, his dad was a provider, a man to be respected, a man this guy looked up to, the person in question had a few jobs, with no direction, only the need to provide he choose women, he went into the military, programmed to fight, to protect, to serve a country which is falling apart from the seams whilest leaders look to solve problems that occur outside of their rein, now he has a family to which to provide for, i truely believe this man is as happy as he could possibly be, therapy would break him more than anything positive, he looks after everyone that shares the bloodline with him, a person thats happiest when he's providing.
me, well i'm pretty much the opposite, i've lived an incredibly sheltered life, brought up being told education is the key to which all doors can be opened, a key i needed to discover, a key i think i will always be looking for, unfortunately my open mindedness and need to see what all others see will be my downfall, i don't look for doors, only keys, as i find a key, i find the lock it fits into and then move on to finding another, always being told education is the key at a young age and never saying anything about a job until that person is in his teens makes it extremely differcult for that person to turn the key, let alone open the door.
as you can see, true opposites
forest verses leaf, battle verses war.
as i write this, i feel the pressure subside slightly, thoughts becomming once again the usual blur now all i feel is the slight deafness of which only jumping out and suprising a 3 year old girl can bring.
i got to go now, i'll probably never be able to say all that needs to be said but, not every story ends.
food for thought for hungry minds