Pondering people. Where do we get the feeling that people ponder? Or is it that when they
sit still and seem to have a focused look on their face we try to get into the
grooves of their minds but we can’t
because we’re no mind readers. But a shadow of doubt remains. I find it
fascinating that we resolve this conflict between reason and instinct through
doubt. In that keen fixated look, you see a stubborn constancy, a cadenced pace
that’s swirling in a blind pattern. It’s as if you’re trying to “see” sunlight
through a blindfold. All the other senses point towards it except for the most
conclusive: direct sight. And at this point we fail. We fail to see that there
is more than one way of “seeing” things and we ignore our other capabilities.
And I’m not sure if this is a mere infirmity of the mind or of the culture we
grew up. We fail to listen to the voice that comes from within, that speaks
truths I do not daresay. But I resolve to go on my blindfold, search with all
my senses for that elusive truth I cannot see with my bare eyes. Or maybe it’s
my bare eyes that might get hurt.
Thank you Diana Polgar for the Google+!:)
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