Surreal

Some definitions... http://www.thefreedictionary.com/Surreal

sur·re·al
Adj.
1. surreal - characterized by fantastic imagery and incongruous juxtapositions;
"a great concourse of phantasmagoric shadows"--J.C.Powys;
"the incongruous imagery in surreal art and literature"

2. surreal - resembling a dream;
"night invested the lake with a dreamlike quality";
"as irrational and surreal as a dream"

ENCYCLOPEDIA. Philosophy. Surrealism is based on the belief in the superior reality of certain forms of previously neglected associations, in the omnipotence of dream, in the disinterested play of thought. It tends to ruin once and for all all other psychic mechanisms and to substitute itself for them in solving all the principal problems of life."


Am I a Surrealist?

Eternal Flame

Eternal Flame
Performed by The Bangles

Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating
Do you understand
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
Is this burning an eternal flame

I believe it's meant to be, darling
I watch you when you are sleeping
You belong with me
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
Or is this burning an eternal flame

Say my name, sun shines through the rain
A whole life so lonely
And then you come and ease the pain
I don't want to lose this feeling

Conscience

Rationality Vs Emotion...
How about Conscience?
"the faculty, power, or inward principle which decides as to the character of one's own actions, purposes, and affections, warning against and condemning that which is wrong, and approving and prompting to that which is right;"


What is wrong and what is right?
Derived from reasoning or driven by emotion?
Problem of morality.
Ethics Philosophy of mind Social philosophy


William Shakespeare's Richard III:
"My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain."

William Whewell:
"As science means knowledge, conscience etymologically means self-knowledge . . . But the English word implies a moral standard of action in the mind as well as a consciousness of our own actions. . . . Conscience is the reason, employed about questions of right and wrong, and accompanied with the sentiments of approbation and condemnation."

ATLL and i presume many others:
"Conscience = Con-Science"

Reason, Season or Lifetime?

Are you a Reason, a Season or a Lifetime?

People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.
When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON . . .
It is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assistyou through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually.
They may seem like a godsend, and they are!
They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrong doing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die.
Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered.
And now it is time to move on.

People come into your life for a SEASON. . .
Because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn.
They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done.
They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.
Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons. . .
things you just build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.
Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.
It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.
Thank you for being part of my Life.

Coincidence

Coincidence Vs Fate
Determinism Vs Fatalism

Why do/are things/incidents happen/appear to be so similar?
Explained by Causuality?

Deceived by the constructs of the mind?
Biased perception and interpretation?
Probablitity?
or..
Destiny.
A design.
A plan.

Pattern Recognition

Reality and truth is what we want it to be.
Volition and free will preside.

"In my opinion, a mind is healthy when it can perform symbolic acts within mental frameworks which are not immediately obvious.
A mind is diseased when it no longer comprehends this kind of linkage and refuses to acknowledge any basis for such symbolic thinking.
The twentieth century specializes in producing diseased minds of the type I refer to - minds which uniquely combine ignorance with arrogance.
The twentieth century's hard core hyper rationalist would deride a theory of correspondences in daily life and ritual as 'primitive superstition'.
However, the rationalist's comment is not one upon symbolic thinking but upon himself, acting as a label to define him as one of the walking dead."

-- Robert Temple, The Sirius Mystery

Its raining!

Sigh.. wish i had this song now! NICE!

CRYING IN THE RAIN (A-ha)

I’ll never let you see
The way my broken heart is hurting in me
I’ve got my pride
and I know how to hide
All my sorrow and pain
I’ll do my crying in the rain

If I wait for stormy skies
You won’t know the rain
from the tears in my eyes
You’ll never know
that I still love you so
You'll never see me complain
I’ll do my crying in the rain

Raindrops falling from heaven
Could never take away my misery
Since we’re not together
I pray for stormy weather
To hide these tears
I hope you’ll never see

Someday when my crying is done
I’m gonna wear a smile
and walk in the sun
I may be a fool
but till then, darling, you'll
never see me complain
I’ll do my crying in the rain

Its going to rain

"She bid me take life easy
As the leaves grow on the trees.
But I being young and foolish,
With her did not agree.

She bid me take love easy
As the grass grows on the weeds.
But I was young and foolish
And now I'm full of tears."

Rationality and Emotionality are incompatible.
We can reason. We can logically derive at conclusions and dictate meaning.
We can feel. We have gut guided purtabations and inconsistant states of the mind.

I am blardy both to the extreme.
To be determining and discerning.
I have the right to be disturbed.
Everything is and can be so easy.

Do we know...

Somewhere Only We Know - Keane

I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
somewhere only we know?

Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go

This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW?
SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW?

Its cloudy....

Artist: Shawn Colvin
Song: Never Saw Blue Like That

Today I took a walk up the street

And picked a flower and climbed the hill

Above the lake

And secret thoughts were said aloud

We watched the faces in the clouds

Until the clouds had blown away

And were we ever somewhere else

You know, it's hard to say

And I never saw blue like that before

Across the sky

Around the world

You've given me all you have and more

And no one else has ever shown me how

To see the world the way I see it now

Oh, I, I never saw blue like that

I can't believe a month ago

I was alone, I didn't know you

I hadn't seen or heard you're name

And even now, I'm so amazed

It's like a dream, It's like a rainbow, it's like the rain
And somethings are the way they are

And words just can't explain

Cause I never saw blue like that before

Across the sky

Around the world

You've given me all you have and more

And no one else has ever shown me how

To see the world the way I see it now

Oh, I, I never saw blue like that before

And it feels like now,

And it feels always,

And it feels like coming home

I never saw blue like that before

Across the sky

Around the world

You've given me all you have and more

And no one else has ever shown me how

To see the world the way I see it now

Oh, I, I never saw blue like that before

Oh, I, I never saw blue like that

Good Morning!

It was never intentional, the cold hard steel. Painted green, those bastards, as if to make us feel that way. Perhaps it was never really meant to keep us away, it could be just a matter of choice. But still it has its purpose.Do I?
In a glance it seperates, but theres a chance it would't, if we try. if I'd try.
One day, when will is willing, a bold step i shall take. Clamber over, rather than clamour over. To be amongst the woods, than by the trees that line my chosen way.

What should be on my blog?

Hmmm.. AT is rite.. Maybe I shouldn't blog about my thoughts.. For one others might misinterpret my thoughts... Hmm.. so how to share my thoughts with people. Talk to people about it? Or continue writing? many other problems, but let me stick to the issue on writing vs speech.

There is a difference between reality and appearence.
In an independent frame of reference, this reality is the true state of the agent . This reality is interpreted, or formed by the agent by his consiousness in the form of his thoughts.
Pple think in words, sensory memories ie (Visual Images), or emotional stimulations (feelings). if only we could share such our personal experiences with others directly without the need for conversion! Hmm.. but then theres still the problem of interpretation.. appearance! haha..

hmmm.. in our current evolutionary form, language is the main form by which thoughts can be coherently transformed into? But then again there is still drama? art? body language? aesthetics..

Then again.. the socially accepted form of communication still exists in the form of speech or writings.
Speech as a direct manifestation thoughts. Writing as a deriavative of speech. haha.. *yawn* think derrida or rousseau wrote something like this before.. cannot remember.. Urg... I really need a concept map for anyone to understand what i'm saying.. This is why man must unite with machine. Because only with a mind of logic, can one truely isolate and derive meaning.

I'm boring the shit out of myself.... Why do I engage in this sort of mental bable... I wonder.. better stop thinking.. So sleepy... G just msged: "Orange light fills my room, casting some aura of warmth as the rain falls coldly outside.." The feeling shared in such poetic words. Its about the connection between people. Its untangible. haha.. so unscientific. I must sound really confused..
Am i really screwed? Who is to judge?
I think all i long for is understanding..someone to understand what i'm saying? or someone who feels the way i feel about things? hmm i dunno which is more important to me...

quite fun to blog, whatever i'm blogging i must say! hehe..

Why I blog?

I have no idea. My thoughts are always in a mess. What are thoughts anyway?
on my shelf, there are philo books, psycho books, religio books, new age books.. this book that book... all with insights to suggest what thoughts are.. How thoughts is the language of consiousness. Which is the seat of the soul. Leading to more questions in trying to grasp something as formless, abstract and unsensible (insensible?) as thoughts lead on to the next. Ontological hogwash.
Bah. I've not even read those books. There are countless books to be read. Perhaps I'd write one someday. These assholes keep stealing my thoughts and passing it off as their own. Haha. The ego.

Then again. Writing Vs speech. shit. Cant remember something something about rousseu or aristotle arguing about which is the better one. Go figure.
My memory is crap. Thank goodness anyway, or I'll really go crazy.

Haha.. I actually have so much to write! and I was so afraid that i would be an empty shell on a blog.. Damn. Too much to write. TOO MUCH! Didnt realise i kept soooo much inside me. I feel like i can burst at the seams.. Ahh.. Now i see. I'm blogging now because i'm bursting.. Must be another emotional attack thats robbing me of rational control. I must control! freak...

I live on influence. To live like the people around me so that i can function like the rest, a distraction from who i am. Perhaps its time i really find that out.
sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh.

Too much to write..... i must really stop now.
sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh.

:)