My vision of the oxymoron-esque thing that is the mind.
Visceral Dimensions
In its most elementary state, the mind is a multiverse of goals, thoughts, instincts and dreams. Within the walls of these...these realities are star-storms of emotions; visceral dimensions fabricated by exposure to various spatial phenomenon and cosmic abnormalities. I've long conducted extensive research concerning the aforementioned "forces", as I currently call them for lack of a better word, trying to comprehend their aesthetics. Now, as I approach the final years of my life, although my experiments and observations have yielded more questions than answers, I am prepared to share my findings with the communities of our pale, blue dot.
The mind is a fascinating amphitheater of cerebral occurrences, where both homeostatic and psychosomatic interstellar odysseys are always underway. Scattered all throughout this vast expanse, forever beyond the reach of the most powerful telescope, are both stories of nebulae blooming in the infinite midnight like rhododendrons, and black holes devouring entire solar systems, silencing whatever precious life that may have been waiting for an answer from the Summerland. Such tempestuous equilibrium is unheard of in any other scientific theory or truth, but such a balance is fragile. Julius Robert Mayer's Law of Conservation of Energy does not apply to it, as the equilibrium can be shattered if either stories mentioned receive a single word more than the other. One too many lights emitted in the endless night for too long, and Reality may one day forget the lessons of that darkness, and too much darkness, and Reality may forget what it's like to be in the warming embrace of a thousand suns. Both stories, however, when told with equal amounts of delectable description and moral impact, can serve to mold Reality into somebody as tempered as the eye of a hurricane.
Which is why I believe the appropriate measures should forever be taken to reach and preserve equilibrium, and I intend on doing so until the day I die.
Message to the Reader:
AAAANNNNDDDD I'm back a lot sooner than I expected! I'll need to do some explaining for this piece. Basically, this piece started off being therapeutic for me, as I am still struggling to get acclimatized to the amount of effort college demands. I was just listening to music, laying on my bed, my brain feeling pretty tired, when the idea for this came up. I literally just poured every ounce of passion and emotion I had in me at the time into this one piece, and by the time I was done, I felt very refreshed and even proud of what I created. This piece, for me, is the manifestation of what I have always wanted to do with my writing, which is tell a thought provoking story, with multiple layers, that can potentially make readers wonder and want to learn about it's contents. To many, the meaning of this piece may not be clear, but I've crafted this piece more carefully than anything else I have ever written before, and man, I am sure as Hell proud of it! I was partially inspired to write this by the song I was listening to at the time ("Everything" by an artist named Said the Sky. If you haven't heard of this artist, I highly recommend you go on Youtube and try this song. For me, it's one of the most magical songs ever!), and by Carl Sagan (can you find the little reference to him I threw in here?). I've thrown quite a few ideas into this, and remember, as proud as I am of this piece, this piece is still 100% subjective. Can you figure out the overall meaning of this piece? Comment down below, and I'll tell you if you've gotten it (and, if you want me to, I'll tell you the actual meaning if you get it wrong). I'll see you all next time! :)
Poetic and philosophical to a great extent. Wow, you sound vaguely like H.P. Lovecraft himself, which is me giving you very high praise indeed for this kaleidoscopic piece.
As to the meaning of this, I shall endeavor mightily to not attempt it. My brain is much too underwired at the moment.
I'm flattered that my work reminds you of something H.P Lovecraft would've written. I definitely ta.. read moreI'm flattered that my work reminds you of something H.P Lovecraft would've written. I definitely take that as a compliment! And I know how you feel about the brain being underwired at the moment lol. I've been a fairly unproductive individual these past few days (creativity wise, that is). Thank you for this review! :)
7 Years Ago
Today I just can't think of anything concrete to produce. Quite annoying.
7 Years Ago
Yeah, most of my struggle is in thinking of something to write or work on that I think will actually.. read moreYeah, most of my struggle is in thinking of something to write or work on that I think will actually turn into something good. My brain just sometimes refuses to cooperate. It is what it is, I guess.
I can only assume I'm one of those Realities inadvertently molded into "somebody as tempered as the eye of a hurricane". The rest is too subjective too explain but I believe you're not really seeking equilibrium because, you see, that would be just too boring.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
In my eternally flawed opinion, equilibrium itself is not boring, but a lack of struggle to either m.. read moreIn my eternally flawed opinion, equilibrium itself is not boring, but a lack of struggle to either maintain or rediscover equilibrium is. A bit of chaos between good and bad things in one's life (so long as they are not too unhealthy, I should add) is, to me, good for the soul, because they both can teach you lessons without ever letting you forget what it feels like to not have all the answers. Do you see what I'm getting at? I always appreciate it when people state their honest opinions on topics I try to discuss here, because it's always fun to debate and get a glimpse at what other people think. Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! :)
I read this a few times, and this is what I came up with. To become who we are, we need to go through a certain amount of hell, and a certain amount of joy. If the world was only kind, we would all be very similar. Bad experiences can change who we are, and they determine if we want to stay in the darkness or to go back to the light. I have a feeling that I'm way off, but it was really cool to think about either way. Really enjoyed this one, I bet you'll make a killing on your future college essays :)
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
You're more correct than you think. The main theme is strive to have a healthy mind, sculpted throu.. read moreYou're more correct than you think. The main theme is strive to have a healthy mind, sculpted through a healthy mix of both good and bad experiences. I'm actually currently writing my first college essay now, so your comment is definitely a confidence booster! I'm glad you enjoyed this, Amber. :)
Every ones mind grasps life and knowledge differently. My niece was mentally challenged, her world was life in a small circle. Valentine
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
I have a cousin with a mental disability as well. They do see the world differently, that's for sur.. read moreI have a cousin with a mental disability as well. They do see the world differently, that's for sure. Most of the people like that that I have met are amongst the nicest people I have ever met. Thanks for reading :)
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