I slept well last night; which is good. I needed it! I know I had dreams, because I have some random images on the brain, but nothing is coherent. Hmmm……maybe they will come back to me intelligibly later.
Usually I have a lot floating around in my mind, but the last couple of days, it‘s felt eerily quiet in here. Not even an echo. It's as if it doesn‘t know what to think anymore. Ha.
Surely this won’t last long and I will be back to my manic, crazy self. Good times.
I drank quite a bit this weekend, and I definitely didn’t do much in the way of constructive productivity. Well….that’s not completely true. I got in some Maddox time, moved a couple steps forward with my little side project; oh, and I remembered a couple other short parts of songs on the guitar. Sometimes, things do come back to us. What a comforting thought…
Is anything ever really lost? It’s all still there in one form or another. I remember consoling myself with this idea years ago. There is no loss, there is only energy transformation. We only feel loss because the will of change came before we were prepared for it.
I try to focus on the balance of transformations, not losses. If you spend time looking at what you lost, you may miss something greater, waiting to take its place. Even complete destruction is a form of creation. So if everything starts to fall apart, if you start to fall apart, stop to figure how you can create yourself Better, Stronger, Greater. Transformed; not lost.
I am always constructing my own world. We are always constructing our own worlds. From inside the mind cave we look out. But what are others seeing, feeling, hearing when they are looking out; or into us for that matter? Getting a sincere and unobstructed view of others and their world is rather difficult if you don’t step outside of your mind.
Sometimes I picture myself getting out, and I feel myself spreading or smearing into the Ether. The Luminiferous Ether. But since the parts of me that are getting out, I cannot physically see, I may be imagining that any of this is really occurring. Is it possible for us to undergo a phase transformation?
What does the music in your mind sound like right now? Mine is kind of like Time Travel at the moment. No words, just soft piano keys, some angelic sounds gently rising, and a little universe pulsing. Want to harmomize?
