"The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself."
Henry Miller
Miller's insight reminds me of how common, and human such an action can be... and yet so frustrating at the same time. I know that I for one, when fixated on, or interested in something or someone, tend to project an ideal that was perhaps never there to begin with. The distinction between that which is true or not, therefore becomes blurred. How magnificent can such a world be when it was never there to begin with? And when something tangible and real goes against this notion that has been so cleverly concocted in one's mind, why are we shocked and thrown into bouts of anger, despair, or confusion?
Is that which is presented before you all that truly can be interpreted? Nothing more, nothing less. Is everything else to be counted as speculation? Speculation - a euphemism for madness, an act in itself which can drive you towards that condition. Then again, we are all deemed mad in a way, when we find the slightest thing remarkable. I'm not trying to make any grand claims, or believe this to be true in all cases. Yet, it is something that affects me, possesses me, until something else draws my attention away from it to pave the way to another fascinating world, outlook, or emotion.
Henry Miller
Miller's insight reminds me of how common, and human such an action can be... and yet so frustrating at the same time. I know that I for one, when fixated on, or interested in something or someone, tend to project an ideal that was perhaps never there to begin with. The distinction between that which is true or not, therefore becomes blurred. How magnificent can such a world be when it was never there to begin with? And when something tangible and real goes against this notion that has been so cleverly concocted in one's mind, why are we shocked and thrown into bouts of anger, despair, or confusion?
Is that which is presented before you all that truly can be interpreted? Nothing more, nothing less. Is everything else to be counted as speculation? Speculation - a euphemism for madness, an act in itself which can drive you towards that condition. Then again, we are all deemed mad in a way, when we find the slightest thing remarkable. I'm not trying to make any grand claims, or believe this to be true in all cases. Yet, it is something that affects me, possesses me, until something else draws my attention away from it to pave the way to another fascinating world, outlook, or emotion.
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