I'm always a little astounded that many people don't want to figure out the workings of their own minds. It is one of the most amazing things to listen, to watch what the mind does. And since I was a child, I questioned, wondered what it was that was imposed on me, wondered about the silly identifications imposed and the dumb notions that floated in the environment. I might have been too young to articulate or fully understand everything, but I thought most things were weird and not quite right.
I sit alone sometimes working on it, and I'm shocked most people don't do it too. They escape, have fantasies, look the other way, but don't want to take what's in their hands and disassemble it and figure out its parts, then understand its whole mechanism.
Too bad, because it's a beautiful thing.
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