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December 30, 2008
A quiet corner
A quiet corner, there has always been a quiet corner for me, where The life outside of me can submit to the life inside. The world is not our stage we basically roam within the Gray matters of our brains and all it can imagine,
all it can perceive. our reality begins and ends within us, and we are always lonely within our conscious mind.
Although there are moments when there is a reach and somehow we feel and connect within our conscious minds
and the loneliness dissipates, Eyes are mere windows, self awaits inside. There is the blessing of our sensory
receivers, touching , smelling, taste, seeing and hearing but the pleasure lies within the self-- the conscious mind.
the sensory receivers awake the self to attend the scenery.
away from the maddening crowd, where the sensory overload depletes the experiences. We lose our attention
as the wires and the synapses are throbbed to the limit the self tries to protect itself, by closing the door, shutting the windows, lowering the volume, turning off the world, keeping it outside so it can rest. That is the common scenario, but then where does the self go when there is a storm inside the gray matters. and there is quiet outside, there is nowhere to run, no quiet corners, no solace, no rest.
A quiet corner, there should always be a quiet corner, where life can submit to the serenity of unconscious being
living not as thinker but as a thinker without the thoughts, such a bliss.
Posted by Idinraha at December 30, 2008 04:05 PM