Remember, Voids are for Screaming, the Abyss is for Staring.
One wonders, would it be better to Star in the void, or in the abyss?
In the void, there is no other light to share with, while in the abyss, there are other things, things that might chomp your light.
Also the void is lacking, so screaming cannot propagate. Literally, in space, no one can hear you scream. While the abyss, noise could propagate, though there is some risk of filling your lungs with water, or running out of oxygen.
While this began with musings and an aside, the original point remains there, hidden in the background. My words exist, and are often wrapped in a shell of metaphor.
I have no reason to be as negative as I am towards myself, but I continue to be. Additionally, I remain vulnerable to other people’s paranoia. I used to be able to be a lightning rod, but somehow the protective coating has worn away, leaving something much less effective in its purpose. Instead of protecting others, it simply harms oneself.
I wrote the other day that I have issues with positive self reflection, feeling that it is puffery and self-aggrandizing. That in speaking positively about myself, I’m figging the nag.
I’ve also stated that I’m merely a shade, a spectre of my former self. That I once was something, and now I’m just the memory of that thing, not even capable of casting the same shadows on the wall.
I feel like these things explain where I’m at, and yet I don’t think anyone has reason to, or is up to the task of putting together the pieces of the painting. The pattern recognition that allows me to see how the pieces fit together, seems not to be shared with others much. Spots that my brain fills in, may not be filled in when they look at it. And as I don’t understand what pieces aren’t being filled in, I don’t know how to explain it all that well. And conversely, I don’t see the pieces that their brains are filling in, so I fall short when I attempt to understand them.
How much of the essence of the jumbled image that the phrase “pieces of the painting” represent will get through, I’ve no idea.
The aphasia makes the concept impossible to visualize, but at the same time, the conceptual relationship is there. It isn’t just a painting, it’s a painting where the pieces exist in space, such that certain perspectives allow you to see it, while misalignment of pieces or mispositioning of the viewer, and it’s just noise.
The various pieces exist spatially in relation to their values, and sometimes overlap, which creates pockets where apparent conflicts and potential hypocrisy may hide.
Somehow I’ve gotten lost in my own metaphors.
Alas, I have wandered off the path while trying to see how the trees shape the forest.
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