At first, it appears that nothing could be easier than seeing. We point our eyes where we want them to go and gather in whatever there is to see. Nothing could be less in need of explanation. The world is flooded with light and everything is available to be seen.
But seeing is really difficult: it is irrational, resulting to blindness and misleading, caught up in the confusion made of the unconscious. No matter how hard we look, we see very little of what we look at. We are blind to certain things and blind to our blindness.
Most of us want to understand and to be understood. Yet in this age of instant communication many of us still know less about ourselves and about the motives of other people. Each one of us makes our own identity by wearing mask over our face to deal with life’s challenges. We may find ourselves behaving in ways which shock or distress us, and we may find ourselves feeling helpless when other people disappoint us or refuse to be the people we want them to be.
As we go on traveling life’s journey, we will be blessed with meeting a lot of people. People of different races, beliefs, religions, characters and views in life. People like you and me longing for understanding of what we are and what we would like to be. Life is full of mystery, a mystery with no definite key.
Have we met, is a shared glimpse to some things I’ve learned as I explore myself which has eased my understanding as I groped insights through people’s lives. But then, I realized that in this pursuit for human authenticity in a world filled with pretensions, one must understand that underneath every reality lies a mystery and looking beyond the physical may be the key to know what is true and what is authentic.
- Michelle Pauline Lim
RANDOM SOLILOQUY
There are just too many faces in the world that exhibit multiple personalities, and you are one of mine.
The tree of life, according to Filipino mythology, is the first creation and stands alone on top of the highest mountain - that is where the souls, after a long journey, would announce their arrival by gnawing at its bark. The tree may also be likened to a ladder to the heavens; from bright red and juicy to gnarled and woody, our awakenings and transcendences – savoured in the mouth.
We branch out from a diagram of hierarchy beginning with Adam and Eve- to reach the high heavens. One day, the world will collapse from all that weight.
Sometimes, I feel like wires are starting to sprout from my body like tendrils.
Last night, my Mac showed signs of schizophrenia – So I shut him down.
I had deeper thoughts as a child until I gave in to adult proscriptions. I was afraid to grow up and become like ‘them’ but I had nowhere else to go! This all happened when; while I was playing ‘tag’ with my shadow, a monkey stole my ruby slippers and the white rabbit- that cute little creature, skipped past fast and was much too quick to catch bare-footed...