A far away light in infinite darkness
  • chiknsld
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    Far away I can see a light. It's very dark and there seems to be nothing around me. If only I could get to that small light. But there seems to be an eternal darkness. This light will not come closer to me. It is very tiny. I cannot swim there. I cannot float there. The more I try to move it does not matter. I am not getting any closer to...There is nowhere else to go, it is all I see in a far far away distance...of darkness.

    This is consciousness.

    It is eternal darkness, facing towards a tiny light that you will never reach. This light has no explanation. I am completely consumed by darkness, but except for this far-away tiny light, it gives me something to look at.
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    This is consciousness. — chiknsld

    Correction: This is consciousness of despair.

    Your tiny light is, in fact, sun and cotillion - perhaps "a multitude in transports of joy."* Get to that joy.

    In infinite darkness, it may be wise to deprioritize the brain in favor of the hand. Every organ has its season. To paraphrase Dante - rapt in the womb of his golden archefaunaflora: "Gotta till the earth if you want a rose."**






    *Samuel Beckett
    **The Indigo Girls
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  • chiknsld
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    This is consciousness.
    — chiknsld

    Correction: This is consciousness of despair.

    Your tiny light is, in fact, sun and cotillion - perhaps "a multitude in transports of joy."* Get to that joy.

    In infinite darkness, it may be wise to deprioritize the brain in favor of the hand. Every organ has its season. To paraphrase Dante - rapt in the womb of his golden archefaunaflora: "Gotta till the earth if you want a rose."**






    *Samuel Beckett
    **The Indigo Girls     — ZzzoneiroCosm

    :flower:
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  • Agent Smith
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    The Light of the Tao is Dark.
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  • baker
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    ↪chiknsld
    Listening to the Smiths a lot ...

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  • unenlightened
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    Beloved how I love, how I love
    To see things through the magic of your eyes
    To share things that make your spirit rise up
    But try as I might, and try as I may
    I can't see anything.

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    ↪baker
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  • unenlightened
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    When the light is too far, music comes close. The sound of the human voice declares one is not alone in the dark; one has companions.
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