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Thoughts for Some Guy
June 10, 2009

I realize that these these thoughts and occurrences, are creatures, fleeting quickly into death right after their birth. They exist for such a short time, that you miss them, and the only way of knowing they existed once is the connection they have to other moments.... that a brain can tie together such short-lived benchmarks, somehow, at such a speed that they all become relevant and connected to each other... and, that a being can live the miracle known as life.. through observations so sharp that they feel the power of something that dies so quickly you don't even realize it.... something you recognize and don't recognize simultaneously. A precious thing that will never exist again..... a moment.

Every split second, I am somebody new, and yet in a sense I am the same person, due to the fact that somehow, all these moments are relative, like Time.

People make the mistake of looking at a clock for time, when time is something you can't label with a system, but we do it because we're human, and creativity as well as conservation helps us retain that sense of life and moments, because we're measuring them. We don't even realize that while we strive to make life different and new, we also strive to keep it the same. The trick is to balance both.

I know that 6:00 yesterday is not 6:00 today, but 6:00 yesterday is it's own series of moments that I won't forget... moments that I associate with that number, even though they are immeasurable.

There are some things in this universe that are just so unbelievable, and they all make life worth it. The fact that my son is different every moment I see him, yet still my son, and still himself, because out of impeccable odds, I have a perception that moves at such speeds that it can keep his ever changing beauty in one area. That's what makes life so precious, that's what makes moments precious.

Sometimes my one solace, is that concept. That by some miracle, I can rely on relativity despite the fact that things constantly change. The fact that two contradicting concepts can coexist... It's so impossible sounding that it almost goes beyond what most humans can perceive, because we see things in opposites, and through comparisons. That is why there are religious wars, and race wars.... Many people are unable to grasp the concept that two spiritualities, visions and ideas can exist as one universal energy, that fuels us just as much as our faith fuels it back. I've come to realize that life is about the idea that opposites can sometimes attract just as much as similars, and create something beautiful. It takes time for some people to open themselves up to that concept, but when they do, maybe they will be liberated from their own aimless hatred, and there will finally be peace.

I won't be this somber, philosophical person tomorrow, but I am still this accepting and loving person right now. That's something I can hold on to... will hold onto, when I am alone in the dark, scared and furious, and hurting the people I love. I'll hold onto this person that I was, and relate the former me to the me I am in the moment, so that I can recreate the beautiful way in which she sees and feels everything... so that I can make the experience more beautiful each time it is recreated.

Your favorite lab rat,
Shalise

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Thoughts for Some Guy
June 10, 2009

I realize that these these thoughts and occurrences, are creatures, fleeting quickly into death right after their birth. They exist for such a short time, that you miss them, and the only way of knowing they existed once is the connection they have to other moments.... that a brain can tie together such short-lived benchmarks, somehow, at such a speed that they all become relevant and connected to each other... and, that a being can live the miracle known as life.. through observations so sharp that they feel the power of something that dies so quickly you don't even realize it.... something you recognize and don't recognize simultaneously. A precious thing that will never exist again..... a moment.

Every split second, I am somebody new, and yet in a sense I am the same person, due to the fact that somehow, all these moments are relative, like Time.

People make the mistake of looking at a clock for time, when time is something you can't label with a system, but we do it because we're human, and creativity as well as conservation helps us retain that sense of life and moments, because we're measuring them. We don't even realize that while we strive to make life different and new, we also strive to keep it the same. The trick is to balance both.

I know that 6:00 yesterday is not 6:00 today, but 6:00 yesterday is it's own series of moments that I won't forget... moments that I associate with that number, even though they are immeasurable.

There are some things in this universe that are just so unbelievable, and they all make life worth it. The fact that my son is different every moment I see him, yet still my son, and still himself, because out of impeccable odds, I have a perception that moves at such speeds that it can keep his ever changing beauty in one area. That's what makes life so precious, that's what makes moments precious.

Sometimes my one solace, is that concept. That by some miracle, I can rely on relativity despite the fact that things constantly change. The fact that two contradicting concepts can coexist... It's so impossible sounding that it almost goes beyond what most humans can perceive, because we see things in opposites, and through comparisons. That is why there are religious wars, and race wars.... Many people are unable to grasp the concept that two spiritualities, visions and ideas can exist as one universal energy, that fuels us just as much as our faith fuels it back. I've come to realize that life is about the idea that opposites can sometimes attract just as much as similars, and create something beautiful. It takes time for some people to open themselves up to that concept, but when they do, maybe they will be liberated from their own aimless hatred, and there will finally be peace.

I won't be this somber, philosophical person tomorrow, but I am still this accepting and loving person right now. That's something I can hold on to... will hold onto, when I am alone in the dark, scared and furious, and hurting the people I love. I'll hold onto this person that I was, and relate the former me to the me I am in the moment, so that I can recreate the beautiful way in which she sees and feels everything... so that I can make the experience more beautiful each time it is recreated.

Your favorite lab rat,
Shalise