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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 9:00 am
I've always felt myself as living behind a window, as if I a in a world apart from this one. Can you picture yourself behind a wall a glass, seperating you from all else? I look through and see all going on without me, it is as if time has been frozen, then switched to fast-forward. Who are you? Are you one among the crowd beyond this barrier, or are you from the same place as I? If you are outside looking in, then you are sealed from reality, and if you are inside looking out, then you are away from this half-fiction paradise and prison. I suppose where I'm getting at...or trying to reach, is my thought of two seperate faces, and two distant lands-niether knowing the other, apart from a glance through an invisable barrier. Please share your thoughts. How is it you see the world and everyone in it? Where do you see yourself?
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 12:50 pm
Larele I've always felt myself as living behind a window, as if I a in a world apart from this one. Can you picture yourself behind a wall a glass, seperating you from all else? I look through and see all going on without me, it is as if time has been frozen, then switched to fast-forward. Who are you? Are you one among the crowd beyond this barrier, or are you from the same place as I? If you are outside looking in, then you are sealed from reality, and if you are inside looking out, then you are away from this half-fiction paradise and prison. I suppose where I'm getting at...or trying to reach, is my thought of two seperate faces, and two distant lands-niether knowing the other, apart from a glance through an invisable barrier. Please share your thoughts. How is it you see the world and everyone in it? Where do you see yourself? That is a very interesting question.. In a sense we are all inside looking out, being our own cosmoses despite our pathetic attempts to fuse our insulated ecstacies But there are those who lose their identity by being assimilated into modern culture.. personally, I enjoy being a sequestered spectator
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 2:33 pm
Larele I've always felt myself as living behind a window, as if I a in a world apart from this one. Can you picture yourself behind a wall a glass, seperating you from all else? I look through and see all going on without me, it is as if time has been frozen, then switched to fast-forward. Who are you? Are you one among the crowd beyond this barrier, or are you from the same place as I? If you are outside looking in, then you are sealed from reality, and if you are inside looking out, then you are away from this half-fiction paradise and prison. I suppose where I'm getting at...or trying to reach, is my thought of two seperate faces, and two distant lands-niether knowing the other, apart from a glance through an invisable barrier. Please share your thoughts. How is it you see the world and everyone in it? Where do you see yourself? I study people, I watch them and try and figure out where they go when they aren't all here. I listen and try to remember what they say because everyone needs someone who will actually listen to what they say, instead of just having someone who smiles and nods their head and doesn't here a word they say. So, in short, I'm on the outside looking in.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 7:31 pm
Larele I've always felt myself as living behind a window, as if I a in a world apart from this one. Can you picture yourself behind a wall a glass, seperating you from all else? I look through and see all going on without me, it is as if time has been frozen, then switched to fast-forward. Who are you? Are you one among the crowd beyond this barrier, or are you from the same place as I? If you are outside looking in, then you are sealed from reality, and if you are inside looking out, then you are away from this half-fiction paradise and prison. I suppose where I'm getting at...or trying to reach, is my thought of two seperate faces, and two distant lands-niether knowing the other, apart from a glance through an invisable barrier. Please share your thoughts. How is it you see the world and everyone in it? Where do you see yourself? The quiet observer. On the inside looking out...apart from everyone else. I feel...alienated. I feel like an alien. I think all of us, including me, miss the opportunities to do things we've always yearned to do. Why do we worry? With every step, we're one heartbeat closer to death. Why can't we just get up and make fools of ourselves? Why are we self-conscious? We're all on this great journey to find ourselves, but do we really? I don't think any of us know what we're doing, even those who think it. Everyone is inside, not feeling the pressure of the glass about to break, the weight of the rocks pressed on our chests(Think of the character in The Crucible). Let's just lose control already...we lost it a long time ago.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 8:11 pm
I often find that I've subconsciously stopped participating in a conversation because I'm too busy observing others around me. A lot of times I pay too much attention to what others are doing and not as much to myself.... I sort of get that looking through a glass-type feeling too...
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