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-You and I
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-:date: 2012-05-27 00:00
-:author: 2.7182818284590452353602874713526624977572470936999595
-:category: e
-:slug: you-and-i
-:status: published
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-We are one,You and I. Minuscule fragments of the same entity. The same
-heaving, puffing, fire breathing, giant if you will. Or perhaps a
-translucent haze of a being, that floats and rolls over the sands like a
-thick eddy of smoke; folding in on itself, falling ;convalescing. Bear
-with me and picture this creature. It could be a simple organism or an
-inanimate substance without life if you please. It isn't important that
-you see it clearly, or understand it. However you might paint this being
-in your head, paint it with a mind. Not necessarily a mind as in a
-brain, an organ that enables and coordinates functioning, but perhaps
-resembling the essence of the word 'spirit' but capable of thought and
-emotions, chemical reactions of the mind. Call it our consciousness(if
-you must) or by any other handle, but know that it is alone. Not alone
-as in separated from another but as the word 'alone' literally meant,
-'all ana'; wholly one. Do you see it? Or perhaps its a person, and you
-see a him or a her or another form and state altogether. As you see it
-take shape, allow it to think or perhaps thoughts just come and go,
-voiced even, in an internal voice very similar to our very own, not
-unlike when we are alone and talk to ourself. A conversation of sorts
-with ourselves. Inside of us but midst two persons. One asks or suggests
-and the other answers, agrees, responds. Almost as though it was two
-different personalities, perhaps even contradicting each other at times,
-gently, perhaps sternly. And as these two personalities spoke or think
-aloud within this being, they find form and definition. They could
-contradict the other and(or) perhaps complement the other. And as these
-personalities arise and become stronger and more and more defined they
-might have their own sense of logic. Thinking for themselves now. With
-themselves now. And so they spawn more in their likeness but detaching
-from themselves every time they multiply. There is a mathematics to it,
-a game of probability within this. A pattern that evolves and forms a
-code that creates boundaries and rules for this process. The Spawns turn
-out to be very similar to each other, their logic based on very similar
-rules and definitions. But sometimes their personalities are polar and
-sometimes they are analogous. And they've multiplied over eons since
-'eos' (greek for 'dawn'). But as they've multiplied they have gotten
-fragmented, detached from each other. The smallest variance draws them
-apart, perhaps their rigid identities get threatened, become exclusive
-and perhaps they neglect that they both exist simultaneously and are
-true. Perhaps there is no true and false, right and wrong. Perhaps there
-is just 'separated'. And here we are today after eons again, as beings.
-Defined in form and function by the rules and boundaries that our
-'elders' thought up and forged by the environment they created. Living
-in this fantasy, this illusion of truth and reality, while nothing
-really 'is'. We sit here now, alone again. But this time, the meaning of
-the word has changed. This time 'alone' means isolated. But the process
-hasn't stopped, we still think and react to our environment and in the
-process form personas within ourselves, personalities defined by thought
-and our reactions to the environment and this environment has changed in
-our short existence, newer psyches form. And, slowly these psyches
-become exclusive. They contradict each other. They have their own voice
-and reason. These are split personalities, yes. But, don't look at them
-as they have come to be defined within psychology and perhaps with fear.
-But as deviations from a former self and identity as a reaction to a
-change in our environment. This constant flux allows you a different
-voice a different identity. And if and when these environments collide,
-so do these identities. There is a crisis of sorts as we helplessly
-rummage through all these various voices, some strong, some weak. Some
-voices are abrasive, driven from insecurity and discontent. Some
-helpless and fatigued. And as we stalk them to find the right one of
-them, we neglect all identities are real. Their summation is our nature.
-This nature of ours is perhaps what our true voice if there is one is
-inspired from. This voice is what I'm looking for. And as I pursue this
-voice, my voice; and search for my true identity my closest average or
-the best summation; I hope I find you. I hope I find 'us'. xx
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