Does everything have to always be close up? Does everybody have to stretch before beginning things? Fingers toes calves back, etcm? Is there a limit to stretching and pushing and pulling yourself? Is there mystery in our abilities to go as far as we can? Is there something in the middle, of extreme pushing but little challenge?
I think that limits are limiting, and they take away our independence and original thought and allow us to do what others think we can. Think of it. As a mentality, strength and ability are only as far as you think other people will notice.
Do you ever notice that you put yourself in the position of the objective other? As the judge in your life? Conscience, conscious or not, you are limiting your own abilities and boundaries. What is it with human nature or 'being'-nature that causes a disruption and chaos with disorder? Why am I a constant within my universe of organisation? Why is my value never x, but am always seeking the answer? Why do I continue to write questions?
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Permeate good with with depth and expectations,
Perception and experience are background paintbrushes for fear and anonimity,
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It's like waking from a vivid dream, a kind of dream that hearts beat in intense unison, and you wonder why things happen neurologically, why do thoughts occur why do subconsciousnesses exist, why do grudges and loves and abnormalities linger? Why am I still asking questions?
So that I can spend my life finding the answer, and hate myself for it. Philosophy is bullshit. It's a paradox. The meaning of life is that searching is irrelevant, happiness and identity has been there to whole time. But in order to figure this out, we search the world, magnifying every inch and square in cross-examination, until we realise we've wasted it all.
With curiosity.
Bam
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