You’re one of the lucky one’s if when not given the choice anyway you adapt to whatever just happened to create that which just changed – it’s hard enough sometimes getting used to being forced to see things differently, let alone getting used to 'the difference' itself...without questioning how long any change lasts, or defining the cost with regards to our mind's eye for better or for worse...
...like so many ‘eyes' view’ still not yet familiar to us, we choose to see it how we do,
or if when we accept the sensation as it is told on the tube or on the page (like this bolg hist) the mind sleeps without a true intent to explore one's own imagination - if we do not choose then we begin to imagine less until something is lost or worse
...and yet only when we see through situations ourselves completely, do the real-life human fictional qualities become clear enough to straighten one's own new mind's eye - benefits all-right-round, even the gentleman considering his lesser fortune from the sidewalk watching reflections of life passing him by benefits...
Wouldn't you like to know it!!!
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All growing is changing
from one state to another.
Leaving a world behind we enter
the fear of the unaccustomed;
of colurs that do not blend,
of holy wars that jar,
of fractures that give rise
to visions.
We have left one realm
but have not arrived at the other.
We have given up one safety
but not gained another.
Above the gazing crowd
the trapeze artist lets go
of the swing and then,
if his timing is right,
seizes the other swing,
without asking time to stop
for him. That is the flight
into growth;
That is the changeover
in which we experience our nakedness and vulnerability
to the point of hurting.
Yet there is no real growth
without leaping,
without burning bridges
and standing wide-eyed and shivering on a new shore.
(I'm not sure whose words those are. Jessie passed them on to me & me to you. xoxol)
i thought those were yours and i was mezmorized, though not surprised. i wonder where she got them? wherever, however, the truth is in there as clear as can be. now to let go of the bar and take flight...
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