Every day, there is something to learn. Every minute is a time to experience. Every second is part of our concession here. What one derives from it all is subjective, unique, and impossible to define concisely, or convey by means of written words. No matter how gifted one can be at crafting thoughts, or emotions, in letters, one cannot share all using solely this medium. The confines are not set solely by the potential limits of expendable diction, but are also due to the inability of others to align themselves to the correct frequency or sufficient clarity of what is being proclaimed or defined by any random author. Words, have alternative meanings which may differ even due to perception, culture, understanding of any language and more. One can learn much about the source, but not the intention behind any set of words, nor the sincerity of such, or how little or otherwise they are connected to that person’s realities. I write many things here, in many tones, concerning several unrelated topics. I often share how I feel about anything, and do lament quite regularly. I do so comfortably, for all here are essentially strangers, and even those who know me in person have a very marginal and limited knowledge of how I really am, where I am coming from, or where I am headed. Nevertheless, there reside many clues as to the way I am, in what I write, not in terms of content and what I actually say, but the method I use to do so. I know not all understand what I write, for a number of reasons, but maybe I do not feel the need to be understood by all or just anyone. We all transmit at different frequencies, and although I am proficient when it comes to adjusting to any level of transmission, I understand that not all have the same ability in adapting to a differing frequency. In my time here,(beyond FB I intend) I have learned that my frequency is elusive to the majority of those around me. Since everything has consequence, I could only live the effects of it, and experience the natural progression of this phenomenon. I do not expect most of those who read this to make much sense of it, yet I am confident that those able to tune-in, shall fully comprehend my meaning. But do not be deceived, for the meaning of words and the meaning of me and my purpose are not one and the same thing. As for the latter, there is little reason for me to expose here, my realities beyond virtuality. What I need to convey goes beyond words. Perhaps this is why mouths have lips and tongues after all!
Posted on: Mon, 17 Jun 2013 02:43:27 +0000
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