This blog consists of thoughts, poems, stories of fiction, and stories of fact. In a nutshell, this is my life. Being that I started to write in 2006, I am posting from the date I started to write up until the present. Therefore, I will be posting a great deal as four years of writing IS a great deal. NOTE: all pieces will appear as new until I have the time to place them in their correct time slots. To those of you who happen upon my blog, I thank you for dropping by.
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Monday, October 25, 2010
The Object Is Subjective ~
As conceited as it may seem, I am my own universe/god. Regardless of how much I may empathize with another through some process of introspective association, that is as far as I can go. Never can I feel the love, hate, pain, pleasure, joy, nor sorrow of another. All in all, my emotions and senses will never be theirs or will their emotions and senses be mine. Separate, yet akin we share abilities that are limited to ourselves. My universe/god self bumps into other universes/ god selves whom, in rubbing with, leave a residue which in turn may cause change in self (theirs or mine) for better or worse, but then again, what is better or worse? That too is subjective thus open to perspective and interpretation. The object, for lack of a better word, is the subjective I/eye which is limited unto itself. With this, I part and ponder. ~ Arachne ~ October 25, 2010 @ 11:01 a.m.
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