And in all of this, I look back at these moments as the "sliver" where the mind teaches you that greatness is possible, that the infinite is never something outside, but rather whats on the inside.
Wednesday, December 04, 2013
2103 : The world gone black
When you sometimes sit and read a great book or a fantastic poem it occurs to you that there is a single sliver of "time", lets call it a singularity wherein your mind experiences a moment of greatness, an unguarded instant wherein you manage to see the beauty hidden within the "normal" world. It happens to me often, sometimes when I am reading poetry....sometimes when I am reading prose....sometimes when I admire a photograph that I so desperately wish that I had clicked.
And in all of this, I look back at these moments as the "sliver" where the mind teaches you that greatness is possible, that the infinite is never something outside, but rather whats on the inside.
And in all of this, I look back at these moments as the "sliver" where the mind teaches you that greatness is possible, that the infinite is never something outside, but rather whats on the inside.
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