101.01 …SEE THROUGH PERCEPTIONS
DIVISIONS…
…Staring into the oblivion that masquerades as the world around us,
we see nothing… Eyes gaze out of a window, into the vacant fields
in front of the facility… Everything is cloaked under the cover of
overcast night and thick layers of snow… The earth is a blank slate
of white, and the sky is an infinite black void… Hanging in the
surface of the window before us, our reflection stares back at us, with
our shadow cast over it… Reticent and stagnant as the scene we’re
in; our mind focuses not on the images of blurred/cloaked simulacra,
but pierces deeper through the surfaces in view… Our eyes are of
little use to us in this view… Under our vacant stare, we contemplate
the very nature of our perceptions… Gazing into the abysmal depths
of this world as it is reflected back to us, with our own image and
shadow impressed upon it; we wonder… How is it we’ve come to
see this way?
Pondering these notions, we seem lost to our-selves… Eventually we
might consider the paradigms that may have contributed to our
dissociated state, but right now it seems we’ve become far too
accustomed to this depersonalization… Recently, we have begun to
note the strangeness of such colloquial norms… Collectively, we
have been urged so strongly to consider the views of others as more
important than our own… Everyone in general and no one in
particular seem to always be urging us; to walk a mile in some other
entity’s shoes, to be more understanding of others, to remember we
are all in this together, &c, &c, &c… Perhaps this has led us away
from our-selves, and into some state of imagining our-selves reflected
in every other entity’s perspective state… This practice of imagining
our-selves displaced in others, and others displaced within our-selves
can become confusing very quickly… In effect, we project our-selves
into others, and imagine observing our-selves through their eyes; as if
what we imagine them to imagine of us is what we are… Our own
identity ends up being reduced to some sort of composite, of all the
entities we imagine seeing in our reflecting-selves… Notions of our
own identity are confused with some collective-impressions of what
we are as a whole… Somewhere in this collage of confused simulacra
we must still exist with some form of identity, separate from this
collectivized perspective…
Doesn’t there have to be a way to cut our-selves out from this haze
of collective-confinement? It seems there must be some way to
separate our-selves from the totality of this collective-entity and its
intrusive impressions… Visualizing how we might see our-selves in
the midst of all this, we imagine blacking out all of the things we are
not, so they can’t project/reflect any images upon us… Inside this
blacked-out world, we see nothing at all… Separated from the truth
of our own reflections, we gaze into this darkness… Imposing our
shadow upon the surface of every blank snow-covered figure and
every reflective-plane, we try to see our-selves in this world…
Oblivious as to how we might find our-selves in this darkness, we
wonder why we are so compelled to find our-selves at all… Nothing
appears to us as if it is everything, and everything seems to be
nothing to us now… Seeing anything at all must require some new
insight that we have yet to discover… What might there possibly be
for us to see? We wonder…
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