Dorsal Aorta...
Categories of anguish tend to merge together: the oppression of depths and the closed evoke dread of the void, the corridors of the kingdom of the dead resound in the far depths of ourselves like the idea of the infinite. This spectacle is a ritual, one infinitely despairing of solitude.
A shudder... Those few seconds, free from vibrations, are an eternity. In them, they condense the depth of interior reflections, funeral exploration of dark labyrinths, from which only the unique and irredeemable end is certain. Would the music be only punctuation and accentuation, the frame more or less hewn from an absolute silence, secretly sought after?
Every being anguished by its own existence experiences an irresistible attraction for those end of the day contemplations. Can it itself foresee what its feeling will be? Weary of life and desiring the night... Or on the contrary, sparking off internally at the sight of the last flaring? Two extreme examples, amongst others, to show the nodal character of that moment when all of each day's conflict are replayed.
A shudder... Those few seconds, free from vibrations, are an eternity. In them, they condense the depth of interior reflections, funeral exploration of dark labyrinths, from which only the unique and irredeemable end is certain. Would the music be only punctuation and accentuation, the frame more or less hewn from an absolute silence, secretly sought after?
Every being anguished by its own existence experiences an irresistible attraction for those end of the day contemplations. Can it itself foresee what its feeling will be? Weary of life and desiring the night... Or on the contrary, sparking off internally at the sight of the last flaring? Two extreme examples, amongst others, to show the nodal character of that moment when all of each day's conflict are replayed.
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Human beings can't seperate their emotions. Everything that a person feels, is blended to the next. Love/hate, genius/stupidity, and so on. There is no freedom from the "corridor" of confusion, unless a solitude is adopted in which feelings become a luxury unrequired. Which has its own penalty as described.
Personally, those disciplined people who tame their feelings, such as monks of certain faiths are not complete people. They by their choice are limiting their potential to develop. People can fill their lives with distractions, such as these "labyrinths" but it is only with embracing their own development throughout their five stages of personality, 1. pre-talk (based on observations), 2. childhood (based on parenting), 3. teens (based on schooling and relationship building), 4. early adulthood (based on commitment and responsibility) and 5. senior years (based on looking back) that a person will ever reveal to themselves what happiness is. The typical Joe is far to concerned with angst but take into consideration conflict is an attractive part of interacting and it will not be ignored by the parties involved.
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