barerruderoc
Beginning in time is not beginning at all, mainly a transient state in which you believe it is the start, but truly it is your renaissance. We never were, we constantly are, we will not be. We are made up of the infinite unconscious, better poets than Keats or Wordsworth, grander philosophers than Plato, mightier conquerors than Alexander. An infinite potential lies within us all, and all who have passed before me have passed into me, they are me and I am they. When I pass I shall become the world and people around me, never ending, just shifting from one space to the other in infinite learning, experience and bliss.
Patenting the mood is becoming it, one and whole with emotion, denying the technocratic influence of the world around you to grab and claw at you, giving you the number. Creating a fluid stream of amiable movement of thought allowing the openness of conversation and thoughts to ensue.
is the experince of rebirth, of renewal. Dropping your pre-conceived notions of what you thought was true, casting away the shroud that blinds you, opening and reflecting on that inward eye. That is the dropping of false rhetoric, and succumbing to the virtue of eudaimonia.
is he who understands the world, he interprets it, but knows he must change it. He wields authority, power and might. He inspires others, he crushes others, he leads others, he makes others. He is the will of humanity.