And hasty too. Friday, my friends, Friday. Then this little spirit of mine will once again be set free to focus on the everything, rather than the onething. It's been painful, but putting myself through UniverseCity has trained my mind into focusing on the...well, focusing.
But that's not the whole story, nope, not even close. These last 3 months of my mind's life have been like no other. Over the years I've painfully wrenched discipline out of myself- what has often felt like a battle between the dedicated flesh & bones and the free spirited mind. Yet so it goes during these last few weeks, that the "weakness" that opposes my focus, that is my mind's eye that is unceasingly expanding, theorizing, dreaming up the big picture, is rewarding me.
A wise man once told me that my greatest strength was my ability to understand/connect/argue the multiple sides of one single idea.
Than he told me to go read. That I HAD to read.
I take that to mean that understanding may or may not come naturally to people. Knowledge, however, can never be disconnected from one's own journey. Our road defines such knowledge. Such knowledge defines our road. On my road, to use what I have and share what I see, I need to know.
And finally, finally, finally, I am beginning to feel as though these two are melding together.
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6 comments:
I'm sure we will Roberts, and I am excited.
Ihis makes me think of that wacky Hale-Bopp Comet gang.
What if it turns out that they were right?
I'd sample poison soups for the plischke!
you guys are funny.
And hasty too. Friday, my friends, Friday. Then this little spirit of mine will once again be set free to focus on the everything, rather than the onething. It's been painful, but putting myself through UniverseCity has trained my mind into focusing on the...well, focusing.
But that's not the whole story, nope, not even close. These last 3 months of my mind's life have been like no other. Over the years I've painfully wrenched discipline out of myself- what has often felt like a battle between the dedicated flesh & bones and the free spirited mind. Yet so it goes during these last few weeks, that the "weakness" that opposes my focus, that is my mind's eye that is unceasingly expanding, theorizing, dreaming up the big picture, is rewarding me.
A wise man once told me that my greatest strength was my ability to understand/connect/argue the multiple sides of one single idea.
Than he told me to go read. That I HAD to read.
I take that to mean that understanding may or may not come naturally to people. Knowledge, however, can never be disconnected from one's own journey. Our road defines such knowledge. Such knowledge defines our road. On my road, to use what I have and share what I see, I need to know.
And finally, finally, finally, I am beginning to feel as though these two are melding together.
Knowing and Seeing.
How fucking exciting.
How fkn exciting indeed!
Indeed!
YES
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