Stillness
will always be
interrupted.
Seems the mind
will always find
something to press.
Seems the mind
will always find
something to push.
Seems the mind
will always find
something to fear.
Stillness
will always be
interrupted.
I don’t mind.
Newfound Lake,
10/17
The Pulse of Thought
When the illusionary stillness is frequently disturbed by the MindSpritz, a series of pressing, pushing, and fearing, it might seem as if tranquility is forever elusive. The mental arena becomes a WhirlyGig of thoughts, each clamoring for attention like an unruly orchestra before the conductor lifts the baton.
The Mind and Its Whims
The mind is a TricksterForge, ceaselessly molding and remolding thoughts as if each one were a cosmic bauble to be examined, tossed aside, and replaced with another. As we journey through this endless FlickerBazaar of thoughts, we realize something peculiar—stillness is not a destination, but a passage, a brief QuietudeNook in the winding corridors of cognition.
Disturbance as the Norm
Yet, we find a strange charm in the chaos. The interruptions, the endless pushing and pressing, they are not necessarily enemies of stillness but perhaps its natural companions. They are the SaltFlares that season the monotonous meal of perpetual calm. The mind’s constant shuffling is an opportunity to embrace the ever-changing texture of existence.
Coming to Terms with Chaos
Our relationship with these interruptions can be one of animosity or acceptance. And when acceptance blooms, the FearFeathers lose their weight, and the pressing matters unclench their grip. We come to an understanding that stillness is not necessarily the absence of movement or thought, but rather a form of coexistence. We not only dwell in stillness, but we also dance in disarray, and in doing so, we understand the richness of our collective experience.
Endnote
We find the beauty in the bedlam, the order in the chaos. After all, the universe was birthed in a violent explosion, and yet here we are, contemplating the nature of stillness amidst eternal movement.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We delve into the oscillating relationship between stillness and the mind’s perpetual activity. In a playful dance between calm and chaos, we find that each has its role in shaping our collective experience. Interruptions are not disruptions but rather affirmations of the mind’s vibrant dynamism.
Glossarium
- MindSpritz: A burst of mental activity or thought.
- WhirlyGig: A constantly changing or chaotic situation.
- TricksterForge: The imaginative capacity of the mind to play tricks or deceive.
- FlickerBazaar: A rapidly changing marketplace of ideas or thoughts.
- QuietudeNook: A fleeting moment or place of calm.
- SaltFlares: Elements that add flavor or interest to a situation.
- FearFeathers: The light, seemingly inconsequential worries that accumulate into anxiety.
The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.
—Alan Watts
ParadoxGrove
In the ParadoxGrove of our minds,
Where StillnessWhisps and ChaosTwines,
We find a tale of push and pull,
A celestial tug-of-war, never dull.
In QuietudeNooks, we momentarily rest,
Yet MindSpritz comes, an unwelcome guest.
SaltFlares sprinkle across our thought,
In FlickerBazaar, new baubles bought.
Yet in the dance, a rhythm’s found,
Where FearFeathers barely touch the ground.
In acceptance, a delicate truce we see,
Stillness and Chaos, in eternal spree.
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