It seems like life is a constant expansion of one’s comfort zone — where true life occurs. If one sits around for too long becoming comfortable, life tends to get boring. Or one becomes afraid of trying new things, and really living life to its fullest. Yet, I wonder, do I get bored too quickly with certain types of things or projects? Is that why I try so many new things with my photography and art.
It’s funny.. I seem to go through life getting lost along the way, but somehow still getting there. interesting feeling.
[clarification: there being the place i decided to go in the beginning, or so i do suppose]
Turning and yearning and burning but not learning? where does one go when all one does is say no? to life not as a strife shall one open the heart to expression and art? or close the door and lie on the floor? trying to figure it out will only leave you with more doubt.
wow, how fun to realize what i was doing. and get the realization well who else would be doing it when asking was i doing that.
but part of me fears what if the world doesn’t awaken? i know it’s gonna happen but…. it’s a risk but that’s all part of how it unfolds.
or is it a trick sir? an attempt to take my freedom?
Its like the whole thing, all of life, was a big conversation between variations of the same inner person??
It felt almost like it was a game and we were trying to find our way out. Almost as if we had actually forgotten how, intentionally? And the point was to make it harder for ourselves to remember by actually forgetting. Almost like daredevils, so we would see if we’d do it or not. Wow, quite scary actually, huh?
Life is wierd. Looking at it from a higher perspective, it really is quite absurd. These little things we do, who would have imagined? It is quite crazy to see it all! And they think we’re the crazy ones! truly absurd!! and just watching myself type these ideas into words on the screen is quite odd as well. why am i even doing this? is it a message to those on the other side who do not quite understand? cody […]