Color reminds me that happiness can be cut, divided, shaped and polished until it transforms itself into a Rubik's cube. A many layered, multicolored cube which when arranged reminds me that perfection is NOT God's idea of mocking humans. And that you can make it work. Arrange all the lines and colors and shift and shape and turn and twist until it falls into place. The complex damn thing that it is, it can be perfected. And that when achieved, it can mean happiness. I need that damn camera in my hands soon. The colors, angles, shapes, sizes, images. God !
Well, this blog is just for personal writing and consequently the posts may just be random thoughts passing through my head and may not have any sense of coherence, direction or agenda.
Well, this blog is just for personal writing and consequently the posts may just be random thoughts passing through my head and may not have any sense of coherence, direction or agenda.
Wow. I really thought that out.
I guess listening to music in a language you don't understand sometimes does that to you. In any case, getting back to color and the Rubik's cube.
I guess there's no way to describe color. Sometimes I wonder if blind people can understand color. How could I explain color ? The depth, intensity, composition. I guess it would have to be music. If anything, color could best be described through music. And my choice of instrument would be the violin. Vivaldi in particular.
My thoughts are too random now and there are these unpleasant thoughts that drift through my head which have nothing to do with color. Thoughts of loneliness, heartache, a frustrated plea to God. a plea begging time to turn back and hope people made different choices. I'm happy with mine. I'm not happy with their choices. But I guess that's the twisted and evil beauty of life. Choices are by nature, personal. But their effect is widespread.
Do you know how many people you've unknowingly left heartbroken ? I'm sure as hell you don't.So don't think about it and make your choices as freely as ever and let the laws of the cosmos determine their wort
My thoughts are too random now and there are these unpleasant thoughts that drift through my head which have nothing to do with color. Thoughts of loneliness, heartache, a frustrated plea to God. a plea begging time to turn back and hope people made different choices. I'm happy with mine. I'm not happy with their choices. But I guess that's the twisted and evil beauty of life. Choices are by nature, personal. But their effect is widespread.
Do you know how many people you've unknowingly left heartbroken ? I'm sure as hell you don't.So don't think about it and make your choices as freely as ever and let the laws of the cosmos determine their wort
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