Memoires of a Human

The world revolves around truth and lies. Simple. It, however, is difficult to discern between evil and good. Such aspects of rationality are illusions. There is nothing but us. Us and the world. We do not make the world better or worse, we do not water her barren lands, nor do we makes use of her flooded shores. No, we create what is convenient. We build skyscrapers that rise to heaven, we build ships that allow us to hover over water. We did this, we did this together....So why are we still all so alone? If our hearts were to reach, would we drown ourselves with our grief or would we share our joy? If we did all the above and so much more, are we even capable of recognizing it? Wonder in what doubt brings, wonder what communication could solve. yet, they are only words, and our actions are only actions. What then could be done to connect with those that are blind, deaf, dumb, weak, dying, or dead in their totality. What can we do to share what we feel for those who are still alive? Or are we doomed to live, to die, utterly alone? In this world of endless possibilities, capable of nurturing all thought impossible to reason along the fine line of sanity and insanity. How can we bond in a way that is imaginable? Where not only our hearts but the core of souls reach understanding that couldn't be described in any physical plane? A place not in the realms of God, the Devil, Spiritual, Physical, Imaginary, but in us humans with our imperfections. Reveal, and I shall follow.... 

Reviews

[CthulhuTheDread]

I like your writing and the questions it poses. I agree that there, at least in this world, is nothing but us and the world. Nothing but us, and lifeless materials. Good and evil, truth and lie, fact and fiction, imagination and reality - it is all created by man. No matter how much we know others, we truly won't ever know them. We cannot think in tandem with them. You'll never (unless technology changes this) be able to bare witness to someone else's thoughts in real time. You'll first have hope they have a thought, secondly that they wish to share that thought, and thirdly communicate it to you truthfully and accurately. But it'll never happen. You can only hope for this truthful sharing of thoughts on their part, which more often in this world, isn't thought, isn't shared, and isn't done so truthfully or accurately. So you're born alone, you'll live alone, no matter how close you are with others, you will only have full knowledge of your own thoughts, and then you'll die alone. I can go on about this forever, but to end a long point quickly, we are alone at least for the time we have here. So we must make the most of it. Because we don't know what's beyond death. For all we know, this is all we have. So reveal and you shall fallow... I'll reveal to you this - yourself. It's all you got. You can't really change your image, you can't change when you are, you can't change much of where you are. But you can change yourself to make the most of these limitations that we may never come to fully understand. (cough cough, you might be able to tell i'm an existentialist). But I'd enjoy reading more of your work

[wolfie]

Wow, I love your input. Very detailed and beautifully said. I'm glad you enjoyed my writing.

[I am that I am]

Reveal, and I shall follow... If you want to find that place you mentioned; the one that can't be described with words in this physical plane; just ask yourself, "Who am I"? The answer to that question is beyond words, beyond this physical plane. That is what you seek. You cannot follow me there. If you would say "I am wolfie" then ask yourself again, "Who is wolfie?". 'Who am I?' indeed is the answer-less question that points you directly to the infinite. That is how we bond in a way that is unimaginable. Great story, wolfie.