Looking for the roots
Scribbles by ansgar Holmberg, 2005Examine the nature of unborn awareness
posted by Dog Hair at 5:51 AM
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Scribbles by ansgar Holmberg, 2005Examine the nature of unborn awareness
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Now you see it, now you don't. The true nature is like this...poof!
Yes, if we follow the root where do we end up? Ha ha ha Looking in the dirt? Then what? Then where? Oh where oh where did my little hdkfjhaslfhkla come from?
For some reason your thoughts took me to Gabriel Garcia Marquez's "One Hundred Years of Solitude" ... "Then he skipped again to anticipate the predictions and ascertain the date and circumstances of his death. Before reaching the final line, however, he had already understood that he would never leave that room, for it was foreseen that the city of mirrors would be wiped out by the wind and exiled from the memory of men ... and that everything written on [the parchments] was unrepeatable since time immemorial and forever more, because races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth."
There is a dark finality to Marquez's sense of temporality that rides maybe just under the surface of ours.
What is the "dark finality" for you Dwight?
everything I could possibly ask for in terms of opportunity to grow and same old, same old; unwritten poems; unexpressed feelings; the dark prison of my vain, shallow self.
OH, the death of potentiality...but even ideas that are given birth have no roots...everything fall under the law of change...even the dark finality
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