04 November 2010

Impressions from the edge of Consciousness

How can anyone attempt to encompass or define a human life? Each one so mysterious and beautiful -- Each reflects utter incomprehensibility. What is it? What is real?

So many of my thoughts and reflections and musings seem to pause here, pausing at Real, at Life, at Time. The theme brings my memory back each time to a boy weeping over the tale of the Velveteen Rabbit. Tears came, not from sadness, but from this struggle to understand.
A strong tug on the heartstrings: what is it all for?

I can't even attempt to pretend I know what for. A picture, a memento, a memory. Lifetimes and lifetimes.

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