Sunday, September 14, 2008

in the kingdom of the blind*

perhaps the best part about being a human is our ability to interact with and experience other humans. in doing so we can both learn and prosper from each other while maintaining a certain level of respect that our interactions cause no harm but rather lift each other in spirits. i really never understood why people argue with those who they care about. argument, although sometimes beneficial, is really just the banging together of proverbial ram's horned egos in some vain attempt to boost oneself's sense of worth. all too often we thrive on hearning our own voices either spoken or repeating in our head while we are being spoken to. conversation has much more potential and meaning than this. it is our chance to peer into the worlds of our friends and fellow human beings to catch a glimpse of how the universe appears with them at the center. having said that i feel that some of my most beneficial moments as a social animal have occured during times of my personal decision to remain mostly silent in conversation. you dont really learn anything by talking but rather from listening and observing. if somebody is arguing with you a point that you find to be false then eventually the truth will reveal itself as it always does.

the aspect of being that has always tickled my fancy: non-verbal communication. words aren't the only way that we animals of similar being engage in communications. in fact we say more with our facial gestures and body language than our lips could ever speak. our minds are incredible machines that process loads of information regarding our surroundings and interactions that words could never justify. one should not belittle their emotions by trying to find the right words. speak rather with your mind and body and there will be no confusion.

so here i sit. upright mammalian. brown-haired male of european descent. moderately-heavy tattooed. bearing the dirt in my pockets and lines of a million smiles with a few scars on my face. i reside on a great space ship that travels around the sun. on board i communicate and converse with my fellow species in some wild attempt to make sense of our travels together through space. our time here together is brief yet through some manner little pieces of ourselves remain on this vessel even after we have departed. i have two working hands that can either create or destroy. i choose creation. i choose to leave in my wake a myriad of mysterious glyphs on bathroom mirrors and beautiful music from any instrument i chance upon. my travels have only just begun.


*the man with one eye will be king.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Maybe there is no sense to be made and we are just cogs in Creation's amusement.