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TRY NOT TO COVER UP.
Sometimes, you are in the passenger seat and feelings drag you to the bottom. Your mud, your stardust. Unreliable, no sign of trust. TRY-NOT-TO-COVER-UP.
- Do you want to hear their thoughts once you shut up?
- What do you mean?
- Are you ready to hear it? Or do you want to hear what you don't want to live personally but are happy to experience from afar through someone else's sphere only?
Words can be overwhelming. What about the sight of all things? What do we make of what we see? Does it mean the same thing? For us all, to agree. . . Or do we predict and shape what might make us feel safe and happy? Lying to ourselves for a life easily lived and a mind always at peace — the pretence to stay calm while driving on roads of intense instability.
NEVER MIND.
I know nothing. Where to begin…
We constantly revise our perceptions, assuming our reality is the only one. Here we are laying the foundation for subjectivity as if certainty ever existed. Breaking the narrative doesn’t come easy, but conveniently affirming. ChatGPT enhances our experience and credulity. The question remains: do we make time to think by our means?
- Corporate correctness?
- Subject: silencing ourselves.
- Mainstream media propaganda?
- Headline: degrading and homogenising all sense of questioning.
- Should I keep going?
- Not really. Merci.
The difference between what we see and what they want us to see? PAREIDOLIA. THE TENDENCY TO SEE WHAT DOESN’T EXIST.
Sometimes for the best, others for no rest. Elaborating and self-proclaiming our innate expertise. If not the media’s, our propaganda. Passively swallowing ounces of signs without wondering what they convey and where their potential impact could lead.
When the thinking process freezes, the brain starts suffocating. The vision becomes blurry and our sense of analysis starts failing. If it ever worked… Seeking refuge in a world we know and control — both through our body and soul.
Seeing what we want to see can bring a sense of serenity. It’s reassuring and comforting to expect the forever wanted. The familiarity of a scent, a touch, a face. A routine. A space synonym of safety. The lack of responsibility, the ease in delegating. Postponing for one more day after so many attempts at controlling the narrative.
Is pursuing the mundane gracing us with a taste of belonging?
Sometimes I wonder if my thinking is influenced by what my eyes perceive or the result of my emotions overcoming the factual nature of existing. +
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