Each night as I sit to communicate through this medium, I am filled with a desire to write extensively, with great information on topics not mentioned, on reactions and comments on the goings on elsewhere .. but for some reason the eyelids start to shut … incoherent vocabulary takes over … the mind thinks something else and the writing another … it is quite frightening at times .. for, I wonder how thought processes were formed to design what I may have inadvertently not intended at all …
Quite often this does become the case for introspection ; what does in fact go into our minds and why does it give substance to it, despite it not being alive at all to the moment.
Ah ! well … best it be left to conjecture than to be spending a large hour of time in finding its correct solution or solutions … it is best at times to not be deliberate about findings … findings can be most damaging at times. Best if it be left alone.
Yet there are many that cannot survive without findings. A research to be done extensively even before a sip of water be taken. It helps no doubt, but then the factor of trust and faith and belief in the other simply vanishes.
But really it is such a joy when ‘one’ passes and the other comes by. The joy of change, the excitement of what the new shall bring, summing up matters in the mind almost Sherlock Homeian in nature, sleeping with those remembrances of what might be on display the very next moment … just so many thoughts and ideas that come rushing by.
Many abhor it and shy away .. many continue with it, helping it and themselves in the nature of its relevance. And through that relevance emerges the need to flow, expand, be in speed and to be eventually of some worth in suggestion …
Complimenting its potential and output, and pulling out strings to damage and cause hurt ..
I am slowly reaching that stage when deciphering what I say and respond to say begins to fail me .. if flying out of these very large windows is a compulsion … then yes one must attempt it … not any more now !!
Good night dear ones … it nears that moment when there shall be deliberation, but of little substance or material .. till such time as it does , wishing times to remain just that ..
Time then to fling and flip the coin .. results awaited but not necessarily of concern .. that is an unacceptable response ..
With love...
DiL
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