Chambertin
Joined: 07 Jun 2009
Location: Gunsan
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 Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 8:38 am Post subject: Sphere |
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Hello all,
Been out thinking and drinking as I am known to do. Wanted to pass on something that I thought was amazing, but only amazing in how simple it is.
The world is a circle, it does not get more simple than that.
History repeats its self, everything comes back to you, and many other phrases are based on revolution. So in essence the circle is the origin and converging point of everything. Interestingly a point is also a circle.
Everything we do has been done before. Music, Art, War, Love, Death, Hate, Admiration, it is all old news. Yet just like a clock the hands keep moving. 12:00 yesterday is nothing like 12:00 today but it just keeps going around. We live by the forces that guide us and yet we never really stop to listen to them.
That is the circle. That living, loving, lasting, lamenting learning, circle. It is what we are, it is what we feel, it is what we know. Still, we just accept it, we spend so little time trying to get to know it. Knowing ones self is a popular topic these days. The funny thing is that I don�t think anyone can truly know themselves.
We cant know the whole truth because we are not a single circle. We are a part of something more, yet that more is incredibly simple. A circle is made up of an infinite amount of straight lines. Those lines are us. Our single place is just a simple piece in an infinite arc.
We will never really be much. Sure there are those who are larger than others, sure there are those who make the history books, and even more so ther are those who inspire the masses, yet their line is indistinguishable from the rest of them infinite lines. What really makes history is the ability of that one person to influence the millions of lines to come together and to bend the straight plane into something that can last.
To inspire something and moreso someone to link into the next generation. To link into the next line. When you make the conscious decision to do more then just propagate, when you decide to influence and affect then you finally connect with the next portion of the ever infinite line. If enough people keep this action up inspired by a doctrine, a religion, an ideal or a person they begin to all move in the same direction.
If enough of those people begin to move in the same direction then they can form a uniformity, a repeating uniformity. However small that repeating uniformity may be it builds, it builds until nothing can stop it. Eventually it builds to the point where it has started the first segment of a circle. From here on it can not be stopped.
Regardless of the effort involved, regardless of the time, regardless of the direction, a circle can not be stopped.
A circle is a combination of an infinite amount of segments. Those segments rebel, those segments seek individuality, those segments purposely defy the direction of the circle. Yet just like a beautiful pattern those branches only make more smaller circles which rejoin the main loop in a more exotic way. Like the sun when something gets agitated to the point of separation it does separate, it does spread its influence, and it does succeed, yet it�s only real choice is to then rejoin the circle having learned from the experience.
There are a number of ways to explain this, there are a number of ways to be in life. There should be so.
A circle is made up of an infinite number of small segments. We are those segments.
We are that circle. We cant change were we are, we cant change what we are, we can barely know what we are, yet we have a power just as infinite as the segments to influence the segment we touch.
The world is a circle it does not get more simple than that.
Interesting, crazy, you decide.
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