Wandering through the mindspace of eternally infinitesimal instants,
I find lightning bolt lashes of insight
into what I
am really thinking about.
They come and then they’re gone:
sub-conscious decisions I don’t really know I’ve made.
Existing as the ephemera of my reality,
yet simultaneously as enduring decisions made,
they haunt my waking dream
because of my conscious rejection of cautiously proceeding
to make them manifest.
Why must we be built with the capacity to hide
essential information from ourselves?
No, that is a ridiculous question.
What is it inside us that necessitates the structure
of hide-ability?
From a purely technical standpoint
it’s a necessity for accomplishment
and the understanding that there're
some things that would never be in
the realm of accomplishability if it
weren’t for the fact that we hide its
reality from ourselves.
We hide the fact that our jobs are merely a means to an end
because otherwise we would understand that there are other
ways to make ends meet.
We hide our unhappiness in our current situation in order to
maintain homeostasis because otherwise we’d realize there
are other ways to maintain.
There is always another way.
Keep that in mind.
Or don’t.
It only barely matters.
Don’t be afraid of what’s hidden inside you.
Seek it out.
Seek and seek and seek and seek and seek and seek and seek and seek,
knowing you will never find it.
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