What I really mean is, I imagine life as like a great storm, in which everything alive is just caught up-- it's going to keep going whether you like it or not, & will be invariably violent & turblent most of the time, but still, one has a certain freedom of movement within it all, you have a certain control over your position in the waves of garbage that inevitably envelop you. It could even be imagined that a person might attain a type of peaceful balance within the storm, moving onward in the inexorable wave of experience.
I think a lot about people's reactions to things-- what people's feelings are. What would people think if I did this, if I said that... I think that's where my creativity comes from, although a lot of the time I just do whatever comes to mind & don't really have anything else in mind. But I care about people's perspectives, I care about what it is that each individual person knows, & try to access the universal commonalities to everyone's inner processing & whatnot.
I'm not really sure what I'm saying anymore but I'm going to go on.
Isn't it weird to think how people change, how people grow, emotionally? But then you always stay kind of the same. The after is never disconnected from the before, today is always in the light of yesterday. But isn't the truest path to knowledge just to take a flying leap into some weird shit, fall on your face, & pick yourself up again? Like when you see a kid fall & skin his knees, he's there on the ground for a minute to process the pain before he starts crying. He takes a minute to realize what's happened to him. I think everything's like that. You think you're one place, then you do a bunch of blah-blah-blah, living etc., & suddenly realize that something's actually happened to you. Kinda weird.
Is knowledge experience or vice versa?
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