Reflections upon Reflections
by Arc-Thunder
Musician
12 years ago
Work in Progress, I'm nowhere near finished with this, but I figured I'd post this here.
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It lessons the profound feeling of individualism within the author. It makes the mortal man feel, well, mortal. We are all alone in our minds, condemned (or blessed) to live only one life that we know of. If I was able to understand you to the fullest extent, I would be you. Our billions of neurological pathways, chemicals, and the such would have to be perfectly identical; clones, copies. However, we both know very well that is not the case. So, how could anyone claim to fully know what you mean? I suppose it is just another aspect of arrogance, simply our mind’s vain attempt to condense all the complexities (a massive understatement) of reality into a single (or couple) unifying concept(s). It is the organization of “things” into black and white, even if unintentional.
It is frustrating, to say the least. I suppose that is where the miracle of art, in all forms, comes into play; dancing about the scene, setting the rhythm for a large orchestra of social movements within history; painting the way such that we sit here now; exchanging our encyclopedic volumes of thoughts to each other. We are able to let our imaginations explore the impossible.
Heh.
Once again, my mind is already trying to condense things down into terms understandable for myself… For now, I think it is best to let your piece of art to stand for itself. It is a product of you, but you are an individual; utterly unique to yourself. There is neither a man nor woman alike, and no unifying concept can represent all that you are.
Therefore…
I have nothing else to say that I believe would be appropriate.