Human Projections
Take a step back: it's all connected
Take another step back: it's all the same
Every view of the world contains a portion of truth, but none contain all of it. They disprove eachother, they contradict one another... yet they coexist. For every person, the truth is viewed through a veil of their choosing. Do I view the world through religion? Do I view it through science? Do I view it through the physical? Do I view it through the spiritual?
Everyone assumed the choice was to be made, but sometimes the best choice to make is not to make one.
You either did it, or you did not.
To me, the spiritual and the unseen are horrors beyond belief.
You feel it, or you don't.
To me, the purely physical are savage and heartless.
We are on opposite ends of the spectrum. We are making mistakes to counter-balance the fear between us.
I feel, and fear, that there was too much too soon...
...and I am truly sorry.
I know I was trying to digest too much... viewing from a veil of literal truth.
I thought if truth was to be found, it would manifest itself bluntly and literally.
There, we must have thought the same.
But truth is vague, and through the curtain we can only make out a shape... and what we thought we saw was horrifying, savage, and cruel.
I know I use too much symbolism. I know I rely too much on the feeling and the notion.
Did you ever think that my perception (or the way I described it) could all be symbolism, as well?
Did I ever dream that everything in the world could only ever be a symbol, a shadow, a shape of what it actually is?
We all do it: when one person's interpretation scares us, we seek comfort. We seek what we know... we look at it through our own created perception.
If you don't like it, you can always run. If you like it, you can always dislike it.
There was a lot I felt I could never say... because I did not take the time to understand it.
Once you acknowledge something, it is your choice to change or be unchanged.
In our own little worlds, we create the images and stories we wish to see. We create our own projections of truth and reality and cling to them desperately.
If I look back on everything through another perspective... if I choose not to choose a means to look at it... if I withstand the fear and the doubt and the desire for comfort... can I finally see truth? Not a shadow or a figure, but a slight flash of skin or even a finger upon a stone... and see that it is not a horrible creature or manifestation of my fears... but beauty incarnate and truth so pure that it kills to be in its presence.
I want to tell you what I see. My "truth" through my perception... with the slightest veil I can afford... but you have to choose whether to try to see through another view... or to continue to shield yourself.
This humanity is really something... "the human experience". Everything is so difficult when everything, especially these words... for what is in words, mere names to describe... mere symbolism.
For a moment, I feel the pain of those viewing life through a literal view, that happen to cross paths with me... as I realize everything I thought I knew was the complete opposite of something in existence. I just hope what I will find is pure truth.
Take another step back: it's all the same
Every view of the world contains a portion of truth, but none contain all of it. They disprove eachother, they contradict one another... yet they coexist. For every person, the truth is viewed through a veil of their choosing. Do I view the world through religion? Do I view it through science? Do I view it through the physical? Do I view it through the spiritual?
Everyone assumed the choice was to be made, but sometimes the best choice to make is not to make one.
You either did it, or you did not.
To me, the spiritual and the unseen are horrors beyond belief.
You feel it, or you don't.
To me, the purely physical are savage and heartless.
We are on opposite ends of the spectrum. We are making mistakes to counter-balance the fear between us.
I feel, and fear, that there was too much too soon...
...and I am truly sorry.
I know I was trying to digest too much... viewing from a veil of literal truth.
I thought if truth was to be found, it would manifest itself bluntly and literally.
There, we must have thought the same.
But truth is vague, and through the curtain we can only make out a shape... and what we thought we saw was horrifying, savage, and cruel.
I know I use too much symbolism. I know I rely too much on the feeling and the notion.
Did you ever think that my perception (or the way I described it) could all be symbolism, as well?
Did I ever dream that everything in the world could only ever be a symbol, a shadow, a shape of what it actually is?
We all do it: when one person's interpretation scares us, we seek comfort. We seek what we know... we look at it through our own created perception.
If you don't like it, you can always run. If you like it, you can always dislike it.
There was a lot I felt I could never say... because I did not take the time to understand it.
Once you acknowledge something, it is your choice to change or be unchanged.
In our own little worlds, we create the images and stories we wish to see. We create our own projections of truth and reality and cling to them desperately.
If I look back on everything through another perspective... if I choose not to choose a means to look at it... if I withstand the fear and the doubt and the desire for comfort... can I finally see truth? Not a shadow or a figure, but a slight flash of skin or even a finger upon a stone... and see that it is not a horrible creature or manifestation of my fears... but beauty incarnate and truth so pure that it kills to be in its presence.
I want to tell you what I see. My "truth" through my perception... with the slightest veil I can afford... but you have to choose whether to try to see through another view... or to continue to shield yourself.
This humanity is really something... "the human experience". Everything is so difficult when everything, especially these words... for what is in words, mere names to describe... mere symbolism.
For a moment, I feel the pain of those viewing life through a literal view, that happen to cross paths with me... as I realize everything I thought I knew was the complete opposite of something in existence. I just hope what I will find is pure truth.
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