This is a virtual representation inside of your mind
Think about that
That voice, this image, reality, space and time
Our five senses are the only things we truly know
Perspective, perception and persuasion are, therefore
Powers we're all bestowed
Let me give you an example that will explain what I mean
Do not think of an elephant
See?
Can't be unheard or unseen!
Also
When I say tree, what do you see?
Do you see the same as me?
And therefore can it be said that when we see blood
We see the same red?
Funny really
How words can shape what's going on in our head
Actually with that said
Isn't this all going on differently in each of our minds?
And don't these confines then make reality indefinable completely?
I think you see a different red to me
You definitely see a different tree
And this all scares the he'll outta me
Because then conceptual ideals like love, trust and reliability
Are also prone to this harsh subjective reality
So when I say I love you
It can never really mean the same to us two
When I say you have my trust
Is the sincerity of those words enough?
And when we speak of reliability
Is it enough to surpass associative ambiguity?
So like words read upon a page
We subconsciously engage in certain powers we may not fully control
We shape and mold through our will
What we do and do not want to be instilled onto others and ourselves
For the rest of our lives
Humbling thoughts right?
Stop thinking of that for second though
And just breathe in nice and slow
So?
Well you are now manually breathing
Before that you weren't really conscious of it though!
Makes you really wonder how much we miss, the deeper we go
Like what is actually real, and just in our head
And is their a really difference as I've previously forsaid?
We are getting pretty deep here now
But do you think there's further to go?
Glad you asked, well, you didn't ask, I insisted
......Anyhow, did you know
That if you copy someone's stance
Your influence towards them
Can greatly enhance?
We call this social mirroring.
Such a funny thing
Don't you think?
How much we can tell from
Arms crossed, sagging shoulders, or a frantic eye blink
And do not under any circumstance, itch your scalp when i say
HEAD LICE
**** Sorry. That wasn't nice
Suffice to say, I am ******* with your mind
But not without a point you shouldn't fear
I mean, Is this all unsettling to hear?
How susceptible you and i might be to our influential peers?
It should cause some alarming fright
To know that someone out there might
Be attempting to control others with thoughts
Right?
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With perhaps insight and upper hand as to how we think and act?
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Is the fear we face on a daily basis based on legitimate status of what is really happening?
Or perhaps it's the stasis state easiest placed upon a person to instill a certain type of mega-mental social conditioning?
...... Well?
What do YOU, truly think? And was that thought yours to begin?!
And are you listening yet? Is what I am saying starting to show?
And is their deeper you and i can go?
It's okay though
No need to panic.
Whatever you do, do not become manic with and start to fret
Do not start questioning every single iota of intent
Do not grow an unjust sense of what is on the surface being said
And what others really meant
This will almost certainly grow unkempt paranoia you will one day truly dread
Instead. And Please I beg. instead.
Keep this solemn sentence within your head.
You.
Are.
In.
Control.
Despite whatever comes your way
You choose the toll it takes upon you
Second by second, hour by hour, day by day
Our minds infinitely powerful, with potential to grow
Just take hold of that, tightly, and never let it go
Let that one seed of wisdom, sink in, and let it nurture and grow
And one day
Potentially
You might just see the same tree as me, mentally
Or at least we can mount makeshift metaphysical bridges from these branches
Reach out and say 'Hey. I finally see what you see. I get you and you get me'
For fear is the sharp saw that cuts down those trees of understanding
And what I am asking isn't really that demanding
We don't exactly have to agree to see the same blood red
But at least one day i hope it can be said
That despite it's different hues, it needn't be shed?
Cause one day I hope to say 'I love you'
And you know exactly what that word meant
Just as much as when someone trust's me
It was understood as best as can be
Because i want reliability to be the biggest tree in my mind
And despite fear coming around to cut it down
Hope is my dirt, my water and my sunshine
Cause really, if we can't understand each other conceptually
Where's the hope for this reality?
But then, again
With all this said
It doesn't matter in the end and in our heads
Because all of this is a virtual representation inside our minds, right?
Our voice, our image, our reality, our space and time
Our five senses we all share, are the only things we know
But until we understand others
It's all we'll ever have to show
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 10:18 AM UTC
This is a virtual representation inside of your mind
Think about that
That voice, this image, reality, space and time
Our five senses are the only things we truly know
Perspective, perception and persuasion are, therefore
Powers we're all bestowed
Let me give you an example that will explain what I mean
Do not think of an elephant
See?
Can't be unheard or unseen!
Also
When I say tree, what do you see?
Do you see the same as me?
And therefore can it be said that when we see blood
We see the same red?
Funny really
How words can shape what's going on in our head
Actually with that said
Isn't this all going on differently in each of our minds?
And don't these confines then make reality indefinable completely?
I think you see a different red to me
You definitely see a different tree
And this all scares the he'll outta me
Because then conceptual ideals like love, trust and reliability
Are also prone to this harsh subjective reality
So when I say I love you
It can never really mean the same to us two
When I say you have my trust
Is the sincerity of those words enough?
And when we speak of reliability
Is it enough to surpass associative ambiguity?
So like words read upon a page
We subconsciously engage in certain powers we may not fully control
We shape and mold through our will
What we do and do not want to be instilled onto others and ourselves
For the rest of our lives
Humbling thoughts right?
Stop thinking of that for second though
And just breathe in nice and slow
So?
Well you are now manually breathing
Before that you weren't really conscious of it though!
Makes you really wonder how much we miss, the deeper we go
Like what is actually real, and just in our head
And is their a really difference as I've previously forsaid?
We are getting pretty deep here now
But do you think there's further to go?
Glad you asked, well, you didn't ask, I insisted
......Anyhow, did you know
That if you copy someone's stance
Your influence towards them
Can greatly enhance?
We call this social mirroring.
Such a funny thing
Don't you think?
How much we can tell from
Arms crossed, sagging shoulders, or a frantic eye blink
And do not under any circumstance, itch your scalp when i say
HEAD LICE
**** Sorry. That wasn't nice
Suffice to say, I am ******* with your mind
But not without a point you shouldn't fear
I mean, Is this all unsettling to hear?
How susceptible you and i might be to our influential peers?
It should cause some alarming fright
To know that someone out there might
Be attempting to control others with thoughts
Right?
This sentence is brought to you by Coca-Cola. Drink Coca-Cola. Day and night
With perhaps insight and upper hand as to how we think and act?
Facebook would like to access your personal details, to purely, only, ever, gather public feedback
Is the fear we face on a daily basis based on legitimate status of what is really happening?
Or perhaps it's the stasis state easiest placed upon a person to instill a certain type of mega-mental social conditioning?
...... Well?
What do YOU, truly think? And was that thought yours to begin?!
And are you listening yet? Is what I am saying starting to show?
And is their deeper you and i can go?
It's okay though
No need to panic.
Whatever you do, do not become manic with and start to fret
Do not start questioning every single iota of intent
Do not grow an unjust sense of what is on the surface being said
And what others really meant
This will almost certainly grow unkempt paranoia you will one day truly dread
Instead. And Please I beg. instead.
Keep this solemn sentence within your head.
You.
Are.
In.
Control.
Despite whatever comes your way
You choose the toll it takes upon you
Second by second, hour by hour, day by day
Our minds infinitely powerful, with potential to grow
Just take hold of that, tightly, and never let it go
Let that one seed of wisdom, sink in, and let it nurture and grow
And one day
Potentially
You might just see the same tree as me, mentally
Or at least we can mount makeshift metaphysical bridges from these branches
Reach out and say 'Hey. I finally see what you see. I get you and you get me'
For fear is the sharp saw that cuts down those trees of understanding
And what I am asking isn't really that demanding
We don't exactly have to agree to see the same blood red
But at least one day i hope it can be said
That despite it's different hues, it needn't be shed?
Cause one day I hope to say 'I love you'
And you know exactly what that word meant
Just as much as when someone trust's me
It was understood as best as can be
Because i want reliability to be the biggest tree in my mind
And despite fear coming around to cut it down
Hope is my dirt, my water and my sunshine
Cause really, if we can't understand each other conceptually
Where's the hope for this reality?
But then, again
With all this said
It doesn't matter in the end and in our heads
Because all of this is a virtual representation inside our minds, right?
Our voice, our image, our reality, our space and time
Our five senses we all share, are the only things we know
But until we understand others
It's all we'll ever have to show
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