An Experiment:
I wrote...
I was surprised too.
Actually it turned out quite well; therefore, I'm sharing. It's amazing what you can learn from people who don't know you. Seeing yourself reflected through the eyes of someone who hasn't learned who you have been yet, and only sees you for who you are, can sometimes be the boost you need to become who you are going to be... And I guess that's what this is about.
I wish, sometimes I could rearrange the format of the text without getting into HTML, but oh well.
When we speak of loneliness, perhaps we should speak of possession too.
And emotional chambers of mirrors.
In a reflection of sincerity
Is it something we reach for and never attain…
The ever-elusive satisfaction of mind?
But circling back to the loneliness…
Which mind does that come from—
And stepping back into the chamber of mirrors,
Odd—usually when I’m here it’s abusive.
As I veer off again, and catch a reflection.
In my brain the mirrors are gone and the course of action clear.
I’m much more indecisive than I seem.
But at least I left the bat outside this time.
The reflection of that color of blue is a little uncanny—
And circling around again—
Hmmm…. Perhaps we shouldn’t talk about mirrors anymore.
When constructing a plan of life, one should always begin with a foundation.
I didn’t have one.
Sometimes I look a little too much for one,
Or I don’t want one at all.
As they say, people who live in glass houses…
You know
Perhaps that applies to mirrors as well,
Which I thought we were avoiding.
I don’t think this is helping much.
Perhaps I’m wrong.
I’m not sure what I need to be helped with, and maybe that’s the problem.
Why is it that everything with you is circular?
There is a theory of spiral versus vertical, or lateral.
Vertical being preferable because it is advance movement, however precarious.
Lateral being nominal, and non-advancement.
Spiral the endless twisting—
Turning for a chance to forward,
But in going forward, moving down.
Circular is a lateral spiral, I think.
Well, there's the latest... tell me what you think.
I wrote...
I was surprised too.
Actually it turned out quite well; therefore, I'm sharing. It's amazing what you can learn from people who don't know you. Seeing yourself reflected through the eyes of someone who hasn't learned who you have been yet, and only sees you for who you are, can sometimes be the boost you need to become who you are going to be... And I guess that's what this is about.
I wish, sometimes I could rearrange the format of the text without getting into HTML, but oh well.
When we speak of loneliness, perhaps we should speak of possession too.
And emotional chambers of mirrors.
In a reflection of sincerity
Is it something we reach for and never attain…
The ever-elusive satisfaction of mind?
But circling back to the loneliness…
Which mind does that come from—
And stepping back into the chamber of mirrors,
Odd—usually when I’m here it’s abusive.
As I veer off again, and catch a reflection.
In my brain the mirrors are gone and the course of action clear.
I’m much more indecisive than I seem.
But at least I left the bat outside this time.
The reflection of that color of blue is a little uncanny—
And circling around again—
Hmmm…. Perhaps we shouldn’t talk about mirrors anymore.
When constructing a plan of life, one should always begin with a foundation.
I didn’t have one.
Sometimes I look a little too much for one,
Or I don’t want one at all.
As they say, people who live in glass houses…
You know
Perhaps that applies to mirrors as well,
Which I thought we were avoiding.
I don’t think this is helping much.
Perhaps I’m wrong.
I’m not sure what I need to be helped with, and maybe that’s the problem.
Why is it that everything with you is circular?
There is a theory of spiral versus vertical, or lateral.
Vertical being preferable because it is advance movement, however precarious.
Lateral being nominal, and non-advancement.
Spiral the endless twisting—
Turning for a chance to forward,
But in going forward, moving down.
Circular is a lateral spiral, I think.
Well, there's the latest... tell me what you think.
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