So eventually we can become slaves to your own best intentions...running around like a crazy rabbit, trying to type few words in between the madness of a working day...I finally said to me: hey, stop. take a break. [~have a Kit Kat ~]* (*Ad) and for god's sake, sit and write something! (this is not because I feel that I have to, but because I wish to...writing here has become almost a need somehow)
I had a thought for some time…have been playing with her in my mind…turning her upside down and watching her wriggle, throw her in the air and hold my hands to catch her, rolling her with a tongue in my mouth, like a sweet thing…but I still can not define her…can’t see what she looks like, can’t say her aloud…I can only feel how she makes me feel…funny sensation…as if on a verge of becoming a proper idea, well expressed, nice and clear…but still not there yet…so I’m having this play-thing in my mind and hesitate to put it in writing…started entry, unfinished, next day – another attempt to capture…few private sketches, never materialized into a proper entry…maybe at some time I’ll attend all those lost in private entries, collect unfinished thoughts and just leave them all in the open space…it might be a good idea to see if anyone out there have got the missing endings for my underthought thoughts…
But that’s the game for another time…In the meantime…few completed musings…
To ask or not to ask
I often want to know things…I’d say – I always want to know things…especially the ones that not appropriate to know…or things that everybody else knows and that makes me feel being left out…ironically asking is what I would do rarely…I’ve got an ask-o-phobia…Though I do believe that we should only know what others let us to know, this doesn’t help not to be curious and just makes the itching more intense…I wonder if there are other people out there who think they are pathologically afraid to be nosy like me?
Shock relatively
Have you ever done something shocking…crazy…things that “notyou”…danced naked or threw the ice cream cone into someone on the street?..I’m joking, of course, but making a point the same time…do you like the shocking element, even if to shock just yourself only?…like saying “wow, I’ve actually did something, I thought I’d never do”…of course, what is shocking to you, might be just an ordinary routine for the rest of humanity…
* more shocking thoughts added to the end of this entry
Layered knowledge
It is not a change in surroundings that brings in alterations to the person we are, but rather we grow to see things differently. Things are mostly the same. Some basic set of essentials…the bare minimum that each of us use more or less as we go through life…When you strip away top layer of that what’s in front of you, you suddenly discovered that there is a next one. Then – another… how many of the layers do you think there are to each basic and simple thing? We learn when we peel more and more…of the same…there are those who would stop and let themselves believe they have the last one, who never peel off the corner of the Last Ever to see if there is something, anything behind…I’m not saying we all should peel the onion to tears…but just playing with the idea that everyone has their own number of layers of knowledge…but maybe I'm wrong, who can tell? on my personal layer this might seem true, and then someone else will come along and peel it off completely...;-)
* More on shocking again...
...that idea of the shocking things has been nagging me for some time...I mean - I too have a history, just like I believe, everybody else...yet when I think of it in retrospective...the "shockage" of what I've done becomes lesser and lesser...you know, we grow older, care less...this kind of stuff...;-) but I was wondering if there is such thing as "ultimate" shock? when it is not based on cultural and moral values of society, but rather on something, that is unified for everyone on the planet?...to be honest, I can't find an example... I agree with the statement that by doing personal shocking things, we discover something about self...and that fact that there was something about ourselves that we didn't knew in the first place, is shocking already! :-)
I had a thought for some time…have been playing with her in my mind…turning her upside down and watching her wriggle, throw her in the air and hold my hands to catch her, rolling her with a tongue in my mouth, like a sweet thing…but I still can not define her…can’t see what she looks like, can’t say her aloud…I can only feel how she makes me feel…funny sensation…as if on a verge of becoming a proper idea, well expressed, nice and clear…but still not there yet…so I’m having this play-thing in my mind and hesitate to put it in writing…started entry, unfinished, next day – another attempt to capture…few private sketches, never materialized into a proper entry…maybe at some time I’ll attend all those lost in private entries, collect unfinished thoughts and just leave them all in the open space…it might be a good idea to see if anyone out there have got the missing endings for my underthought thoughts…
But that’s the game for another time…In the meantime…few completed musings…
To ask or not to ask
I often want to know things…I’d say – I always want to know things…especially the ones that not appropriate to know…or things that everybody else knows and that makes me feel being left out…ironically asking is what I would do rarely…I’ve got an ask-o-phobia…Though I do believe that we should only know what others let us to know, this doesn’t help not to be curious and just makes the itching more intense…I wonder if there are other people out there who think they are pathologically afraid to be nosy like me?
Shock relatively
Have you ever done something shocking…crazy…things that “notyou”…danced naked or threw the ice cream cone into someone on the street?..I’m joking, of course, but making a point the same time…do you like the shocking element, even if to shock just yourself only?…like saying “wow, I’ve actually did something, I thought I’d never do”…of course, what is shocking to you, might be just an ordinary routine for the rest of humanity…
* more shocking thoughts added to the end of this entry
Layered knowledge
It is not a change in surroundings that brings in alterations to the person we are, but rather we grow to see things differently. Things are mostly the same. Some basic set of essentials…the bare minimum that each of us use more or less as we go through life…When you strip away top layer of that what’s in front of you, you suddenly discovered that there is a next one. Then – another… how many of the layers do you think there are to each basic and simple thing? We learn when we peel more and more…of the same…there are those who would stop and let themselves believe they have the last one, who never peel off the corner of the Last Ever to see if there is something, anything behind…I’m not saying we all should peel the onion to tears…but just playing with the idea that everyone has their own number of layers of knowledge…but maybe I'm wrong, who can tell? on my personal layer this might seem true, and then someone else will come along and peel it off completely...;-)
* More on shocking again...
...that idea of the shocking things has been nagging me for some time...I mean - I too have a history, just like I believe, everybody else...yet when I think of it in retrospective...the "shockage" of what I've done becomes lesser and lesser...you know, we grow older, care less...this kind of stuff...;-) but I was wondering if there is such thing as "ultimate" shock? when it is not based on cultural and moral values of society, but rather on something, that is unified for everyone on the planet?...to be honest, I can't find an example... I agree with the statement that by doing personal shocking things, we discover something about self...and that fact that there was something about ourselves that we didn't knew in the first place, is shocking already! :-)