Journal:  -------------------------------------------Mood: The Usualeverything i write sounds cliché today
rhyming .. so elementary
rhythm seeming primitive
ideas put forth before and better
every thought i can think has been thought
somewhere else does someone feel the same way?
if i found them what would they look like?
would I recognise something of me in them?
would we click and be fast friends, or simply bore each other?
maybe they live on another planet
maybe its exactly like this one
wouldn't that be ironic?- everybody thinks aliens would be..alien
what if they look just like us?
I have always been intriqued by the thought that when i'm looking dreamily up at the stars wondering if anyone else is out there looking up at the stars wondering if im out there looking up... wondering about them.
well I am...if you can hear me, even if you cant- but if you're like me you already know that dont you?
creativity is our closest link to god (i almost typed dog just then) if there is one.
my theory is we are the universes attempt at self exploration we are art in a galactic museum
we are the creation of the universe, that much cannot be opposed, it is a fact that we are made of the stuff. So when we create we are the universe recreating the universes recreation we are its fun, the sims if you will- and in turn our art creates, creating a mood or a feeling in the observer
all of this is assuming of course that there is some universal consiousness out there, in here, over there, up there, down there, back there. But again.. maybe we are that consiousness and it is everywhere- thoughts are not bound to scientific laws- only the process by which they are created- after that they are little spirits. Maybe they somehow make their way to the ears of the universe- but they really don't have to go anywhere at all do they- if we are the universe- wow i love this shit it just gets deeper and deeper- science is just our way of labeling things that were already there huh- they dont depend on us for their existence. I am going to scream into space "I love you" because I will really...in a way be saying "I love me" maybe the sound waves that are created will find their way to someones ears after being sucked into the vortex of a black hole and traveling to another universe which is all really the same universe its just a whole lot bigger than we ever can even think of a finite mind can never really conceptualise infinity its just impossible to ever see. see its all cliché...Created 2006-12-27 23:42:25 |
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