I am free to be what it is that is me. I feel no longer that my mind must remain vigilant, shackled with its duty to ever-persist in divining what is most correct.
Nothing is correct. Everything is correct.
I believe my perspective to be no more correct than any other; I believe that this is the most correct perspective of all. This must be right - the only absolutes I have discovered are each a paradox.
I said that "I seem to be nothing unless I'm reacting to something." I later added what I realized had to co-exist: "I seem to be everything unless I'm reacting to something." I am helpless to narrow my perspective. I can respond to specific stimuli, but in the absence of proximity-inspired bias, I care for each thing as much as another, and it leaves me feeling as if I care for nothing. I care about everything.
"proximity-inspired bias" sounds a whole lot like gravity. I know that the same pattern governs all aspects of existence. Yay for an easy correlation.
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