Curtains by Flock of Dimes ( I will post a song that I listened to while writing each blog because without music, your life is quiet and that, just isn't true.)
We live in remote conceptions of time. We each exist within the confines of linear concepts and really, the only time we vacate them is to dream or to remember. These non-linear mishaps occur only in memory or dreams, and no matter how isolated the memory or subject, thrusts of consciousness spur from now to then, and recollection is reiterated, sometimes tiredly. Often, unwillingly.
Every memory becomes a recreation, and is not a playback. Each dream becomes a new story. We recreate and more specifically, we recreate specific memories, altering perceptions, rewording the scripts of our memory and ultimately changing the linearity of our own temporal existence. We re-graph, plug in different equations and find an archetype of origination we decide is our associative allegory, and then, and only then, we decide that this is right. This is the right retelling.
Our spindles thrust the past into the future and force them to intertwine. We force them to spin webs of altered egos, sudden understanding and altruistic persona, and excessive moralizing. And as we know change to be an unstoppable force we also choose to embrace a change that is from a non-linear conversion.
We seed thoughts from this new point that firm us. Seeds that are now growing and adapting to richer soil, and we feel... propitious and filled with good fortune and that can't possibly be bad.
We spur a different sense of being, and so long as it's spurring an upwind of beautifully familiar lives, we will thrive from mistakes that are no longer mistakes but re-tellings.
If you deny your alterations you deny why you grew, and how you grew. You deny the very soil you made rich. You already took the good with the bad and the bad with the good and made something worth while and are now responsible for the intricacies of you!
If you deny your alterations you deny why you grew, and how you grew. You deny the very soil you made rich. You already took the good with the bad and the bad with the good and made something worth while and are now responsible for the intricacies of you!
We all retold a story of cowardice and ignorance, and metamorphosis birthed a profound version of our very concurrent livelihood, that, sadly is still subject to influential change but is now, more solid with understanding....
You can know anything and learn anything, it's already there. You just have to find it.
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