27 December 2017

A new hope


As the end of the year looms ahead, most people either look back on their accomplishments and/or enumerate resolutions.  I suppose I would like to join the bandwagon and do the same--I also think it's apropos to simply be grateful. This year was sort of an intensive life training for me. In psychology parlance, this year was a battery of tests in which I could have given up at any point and I am immensely grateful for the strength and resilience that I could only attribute to something beyond the metaphysical--definitely supernatural.  Definitely God.

I am currently reading a suspense thriller by James Rollins entitled "The Eye of God" where I found the following statements referring to Plato's allegory of the cave:
"WHAT IS REALITY? It's both the simplest question to answer--and the hardest...Plato described the true world as nothing more than a flickering shadow on a cave wall...Could Plato have been right all along: that we are blind to the true reality around us, that all we know is nothing more than the flickering shadow on a cave wall?"  

How we are feeling at this moment is based on our interpretation of our reality.  We feel *insert feeling*, because we focus on a specific "flickering shadow" that is probably a small part of our true reality (which could also be our false interpretation of the truth).  It's alright if the feeling is on the positive/ happy side of the spectrum. Nevertheless, we tend to see what we want to see. I have a bad habit of putting more weight on the less pleasant experiences...loss, hurt, disappointment, oppression, lack of self-worth, covert aggression, etc.

Consider this my recycled resolution: healthy detachment. Let go. Carpe diem. Take the high road. Move on. Be kind. Respect everyone.


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04 December 2017

Pause button, please


If I could stop time for a couple of hours just to sleep. To romanticize sleep, here's Pablo Neruda's Sonnet 81, read by Andy Garcia and Julia Roberts for the soundtrack of the film Il Postino (The Postman). This is my ode to sleep--replace "You" with sleep. Anthropomorphizing sleep is something odd people like yours truly would do. Cheers.

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