If you stay lost in the wild long enough, you'll find yourself.
Chaos of explosions has erupted around you in less time than it takes for you to blink an eye. As you draw in your next breath, an electrical circuit of neurons fire to create a fleeting contemplation, and without any record of this emission, it vanishes.
I like to think that opposing thoughts are there to push the boundaries and shapes of the thought puzzles, and that these new pieces create even more structures and works or art.
He asked me what I would say to God if I could have any question answered, And I said that I would have little to say. If I had to go on living after the question I would endure the rest of a life substandard.
I am one part of the whole of the entire universe, And I gaze up into myself and watch myself gaze back at me.
OctPoWriMo Day 16: We help our people? What about Puerto Rico? There’s still no power. OctPoWriMo Day 17: Journey through the Universe Twenty-seven turns around the sun to get here. —Still hoping for more. OctPoWriMo Day 18: Nightmare Locked in a box in which someone else had the key, I was alone in the dark [...]
#706: Convince me that the universe wants to be noticed. “I believe the universe wants to be noticed. I think the universe is improbably biased toward the consciousness, that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observe. And who am I, living in the middle of history, to tell the universe [...]
Writers of Kern Blogging Challenge (A-Z) Light is meaningful only in relation to darkness, and truth presupposes error. It is these mingled opposites which people our life, which make it pungent, intoxicating. We only exist in terms of this conflict, in the zone where black and white clash. -Louis Aragon We exist in the million [...]
God is a writer. He brings to focus beings that Have not yet existed before. Everything is created from nothing But the images He carries in His own mind. God is a poet. He takes words that flow and make them rhyme Like complimentary colors on a canvas. Everything is a beautiful piece of functional [...]
The power of the threaded four wheels propelled her rapidly down the city streets, and left the light flooding from the street lamps blurring behind them into the darkness. She let her bare foot slowly fall down on to the gas pedal, which made the car gradually speed up on the cool autumn pavement—and as [...]
The laws of physics governing the large clusters of cosmological matter beyond our blue skies were governing the cream that I had poured into my cup of coffee right before my eyes, and for a moment, I could see the gasses and dust swirling into a beautiful distant galaxy.
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