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Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Adagio

 

  One of the things that seems fundamentally different about me from the people around me is the way that I interpret pictures, art and music. The people around me will see a picture or hear a long piece of music.. the same one I happen to be looking at or listening to.. and they'll see one thing.. one theme.. one statement. They are quick to categorize, and sometimes dismiss.

I usually see several things, in any given picture. Usually I look for a forethought and a pre thought about it. I want to read the past and see the future of everything I look at. A still image is never just a still image. A long movemental composition is.. never just a sad song or .. happy song.. or.. a song with one theme. To me, the music I listen to, especially the songs I refer to often.. they either have a complete story.. or tell their part of a whole story.

I thought about this just now.. because I've spent long periods of time trying to identify the differences in the way that I think and the way family.. friends.. or people in general that I clash ideologies with.. think. Therein might lie some justification for my actions: past, present & future. The future, especially, as it helps me feel better & reach a state of conclusion. I have much to do, still. A few necessary atrocities left to commit; I am still at war, after all, and eager to end it soon and for good. I am, but the terms have long changed from being an exchange of hostilities. I want to get home.. not more or less than that. It has taken me a long time to reacquire that place, let alone plan to move off for it.

The essence of the justification I seek in my own hande is that.. only I know the things that I want.. or can see the twists and turns in the path out in front of me that I am beginning to roll down. It is good for me, only, therefore I only must go. There will be no peace, for me.. in my own life, until I've won out.

The basis of the justification I've reached is that.. their thinking begets their outlook begets the paths they choose. The paths they choose are, at the end of it, the product of what fits their thinking and is right for them.
As is mine, for me, according to that... and therefore the actions I have taken and will take toward my desired path.. are legitimized, even if I am the only one just enough to concede that.

Even if no one does, I require this justification for the sake of my own noisy conscience.. the sole source of second thoughts and lost momentum I can think of. I have spent a long time in the service of others.. and adhering to the thoughts of one person or another, above my own in precedence. This changes more, the closer I get to understanding the validity of my will.



I took this & a few other photos, today. This is my favorite of the ones I snapped of me.

Am I standing by this window hopelessly observing out.. or am I standing there envisioning tomorrow.. planning my next attack to claim it?

What do you think?

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