~11/04/98~
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And oh, what journey's I have had...

They begin with the questioning of reality again...since our last episode we left dear Miranda discovering "Lucy" for the first time...we now continue with "Reality's a Friend of Mine"...

You see every once in a while the Reality Police comes to take my permit away...and that's perfectly permissible...In fact, due to artificial enlightement I have achieved higher states of "being" and consciousness than I thought possible...it has opened the floodgates of perceptability and my mind races to capture and process it all... nights have been spent simply posed in the Lotus, letting the mind travel to different dimensions and releasing the body of its dedication to the space/time continuim...

I have come to speculate that belief *is* reality...if enough people...maybe even just one single person...believe that something is so...simple faith and the power of belief makes it a reality...If I have never been to Paris, to experience the city with my own senses, I can ONLY believe that it is there because others have shown me images and told me of their experiences...but that doesn't mean that it is there...only that I am TOLD it is...Now, enough media have shown me enough images to put faith in the fact that it probably exists...

What defines reality?

What if enough people were to agree that a fictional location or even a fictional person (entity?) exists...they have experienced it through their senses...(which, after all is the current definition of reality right?)...even if I have not...am I to believe that it exists? Possibly...but since my reality and anothers can never be the same, does it exist differently for me? I can never experience the world the exact same way another does...I have a different background, symbols and colors and facial expressions are interpreted by me in ways that others do not...and this is true for everyone, every culture...

So, since my reality is always going to be only a version of the generally agreed upon reality, what are the defining lines for this "generally agreed upon reality"?...do they include dreams and visions? I feel pain in my dreams, I hear auditory hallucinations through artificial means...can I include them in the reality pile?...others have had naturally induced visions and astro travel...are they experiencing reality? The Japanese contemplated "A frog who lives its life in a well, thinks the sky round". Plato's hero conqured shadows reflected by the fire on the wall of his existance...I do not wish to be confined to that well, those shadows...I want to remove myself from "reality" and disect the notion of what we've agreed reality to be...

If you ask the....for lack of a better term..."average" person if they can distinguish between fantasy and reality, they will generally say yes...but children have a harder time because they have such a rich fantasy life...hell, they're even fed rumors of tooth fairy's and Santa's, be seemingly reliable sources, but also told not to believe in witches (ummm...Wiccan's?) or ghosts (many disputes there)...they can only believe what we tell them is real and not...THAT is their only guideline...

There are those who are so completely lost in fantasy as to be laughed at, or who've become insane, slaves to their own worlds and unfunctional in society...but there is still a slight envy on my part as to the appreciation of such a wide variety of realities...

This is what I ponder and pull apart while watching the walls melt and the colorful search lights go off in my home...I haven't reached any definite conclusions yet, but feel I am close...if not close to completely losing it...I feel a strong desire to completely let go of stable objects, those things that don't change shape before me (my feline being one of them), as these are my anchor to the...um, real world... versus what I've concocted in my head...but I have a solid fear that if I were to ever do this, I would not return from the journey in my head...(but it is deliciously juicy to contemplate)...

Do not believe that dear little Miranda spends all her time consumed in a frenzied state of reality pudding, I do have obligations, occupations, and educations to attend to...but other than the mundaneness of beginning a life outside of the college womb, this has challenged by thoughts the most...and I do believe in taking control of your life, rather than it (and other things) taking control of you...

Well, now that I have gone on at length about such things that tickle my brain, once again I shall take my leave, and quietly sequester myself back into the shadows where the bloodwyne is always flowing...

Until next time, my lovelies...


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