On being un-normal
Being normal is here meant in what is more often than not the case, normal therefore exists, because what is normal is normal.
But feeling normal does not exist, for normal is surface, feeling is beneath, that is where normal exists not.
On the surface, most of what i do isn't what is more often than not the case, i take reading for an example.
Of all the wonderful exegetes of the reading profession portray, finishing volumes is pretty important, and usually one is expected to have a fixed time frame for each and every work, unless it's a work that is composed of dippable parts.
Usually however all of those stipulations are effortlessly maligned and demerited by what is natural for me, and whoever is similar in their traits are un-normal also.
My program is this
To see the totality of what is at my reach as a single entity, which is like a large block of marble, and reading is a chisel, and over a long period of time (the rest of my life) is sculpting it to reflect what is of utmost importance to me.
Directions - in each moment the mind craves something, in the face of the totality, to focus the attention on just one part is albeit laudable, but according to my way of being absolutely un-doable.
Now a normal person would have only attained a certain amount at a time and progressed more methodically with more crystalline purpose and velocity of speed, for me however my purchasing of reading material was like binging, storing up for a period of time such as this where then with all of it at my easy reach (a kindle makes this analogy ring true), then like at a buffet, i pick and choose being led by a sort of holy spirit to whatever beckons at any moment. To have a fairly vast library right there, to not have to hardly move a muscle to navigate through it all, a new breed of reader with today's tech, so that perhaps more un-normals now exist than ever before, soon to become a new normal, but for the felt-ness of it will take more time to sink in, but the bloodline dies with me hereditarily, in a reading zeitgeist manner though, the mass will rise and revolt, and in that shifted paradigm, what was important will be what will be needed to be avoided. The tango of time will be a foxtrot and so forth.
But feeling normal does not exist, for normal is surface, feeling is beneath, that is where normal exists not.
On the surface, most of what i do isn't what is more often than not the case, i take reading for an example.
Of all the wonderful exegetes of the reading profession portray, finishing volumes is pretty important, and usually one is expected to have a fixed time frame for each and every work, unless it's a work that is composed of dippable parts.
Usually however all of those stipulations are effortlessly maligned and demerited by what is natural for me, and whoever is similar in their traits are un-normal also.
My program is this
To see the totality of what is at my reach as a single entity, which is like a large block of marble, and reading is a chisel, and over a long period of time (the rest of my life) is sculpting it to reflect what is of utmost importance to me.
Directions - in each moment the mind craves something, in the face of the totality, to focus the attention on just one part is albeit laudable, but according to my way of being absolutely un-doable.
Now a normal person would have only attained a certain amount at a time and progressed more methodically with more crystalline purpose and velocity of speed, for me however my purchasing of reading material was like binging, storing up for a period of time such as this where then with all of it at my easy reach (a kindle makes this analogy ring true), then like at a buffet, i pick and choose being led by a sort of holy spirit to whatever beckons at any moment. To have a fairly vast library right there, to not have to hardly move a muscle to navigate through it all, a new breed of reader with today's tech, so that perhaps more un-normals now exist than ever before, soon to become a new normal, but for the felt-ness of it will take more time to sink in, but the bloodline dies with me hereditarily, in a reading zeitgeist manner though, the mass will rise and revolt, and in that shifted paradigm, what was important will be what will be needed to be avoided. The tango of time will be a foxtrot and so forth.
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