Reflection moments disappear with time...

Sometimes I sit and think. Sometimes I sit and just try to think. Thoughts and concentration of thoughts on one specific topic sometimes is a problem. Especially after midnight, no one here, chill out music... simply another world.
In such cases I just sit and my thoughts flow like a stream: faste and faster down the slope and don't know which direction might take. Might bump into a rock, might change its direction, but wouldn't stop.
Such moments are very precious for me. They make me feel sometimes I get a bit closer to another level...
Sadly, they happen less and less frequently nowadays. It's just that rushing everyday life which makes me get stuck into the trivial. I feel this happens with many people nowadays. The more time passes, the closer we get to a street with no crossroads. We just see what's in front of us, but nothing on the periphery.
I've had the opportunities to sit and relax, and contemplate... but I would simply forget about it.
As time passes by, life gets dull, materialistic, we become narrow-minded and prejudiced about anything spiritual, or simply anything "inner". Reflection becomes a dirty word, a synonim of childishness and idealism. Time is money, idealism doesn't bring any money, so the return on investment of time is negative...
The connections between certain nerves of my brain are lost and now I hardly remember any of these moments. I even hardly remember to say STOP and sit for a while.

There's still hope though. I haven't stopped having recalls of the past: of my dreams and beliefs. It's so purifying... Like a new dawn defeating the dark shadows of the night.

"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the
shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser
gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain."

(Batty, "Bladerunner")

Time is never enough to cherish all moments a person has, and never will be.
Time is relative.
Time is a creation of our imagination.

Moments will return. Like the tears in rain. The tears go deep into the soil with the rain...The soil which feeds us...We grow...and other tears fall...and the cycle is closed.

The existence of a superior power

I know it's a wide topic. Or I'd rather say a topic without an end. But sometimes some things just come to my mind and cannot be
hold.
I was listening to the song "A Sea Named Solaris" by Vangelis and I remembered a book I've read a long time ago - "Solaris" by Stanislaw Lem. It's one of the classics of fantasy books. I've always loved such topics but only when questions of existance are implicated.

Certainly there is a superior power above us but our minds are not capable of feeling it and understanding it. Only narrow-minded ones would believe that human being is on the top of the pyramid. Although there are people who use their imagination, for most of us the only word we come up with is "supernatural". Why supernatural? To whom? To us, of course. But it's not "super", it's purely natural.

For some live forms it's natural to read minds and to materialize thoughts. It's us who can't and therefore don't believe in it.
What should happen so that we believe? Should we acquire supernatural force to finally believe? Would we ever have it? Is it within our unexplored 95% brain capacity? If yes, so what should we do to develop it?

The truth is that we are not ready yet. Great capabilities bear a great responsibility. If this is our path, then we are only just in the beginning of it. While there is no conscious desire for knowing better ourselves, we'll remain where we are now. And the "super"-natural will remain hidden for us.

There's a long way to go...

Human memory

How is it possible human memory to be so selective? How is it possible some memories to appear on the surface and affect us deeply and others we want to recollect to be insufficient to fight with the firstly described ones?

Is this fact a part of another fact - that our actions and feelings are pre-defined and no matter what we do, what is "written down" under one's name will definitely happen?

It takes huge efforts to overcome memories and associations flooding one's mind when hears about or sees something familiar.

I only wonder why I keep having bad associations for one thing or another. Does this have something to do with the fact that very often I react more emotionally rather than rationally.

So the question is: what is the correlation between memory and emotions. Is it 0 or 1? Or perhaps somewhere in the middle?

What would have happened if...

...a single particle hadn't gone in the way it had during the creation of the Universe?

..."just" imagine???

...you will need to go through the process of imagining till the end of times...

All good things

Success is measured by the things we sacrifice to achieve it. What have I sacrificed and what I haven't? I lost me feeling of determination in my knowledge just in order to find it again. I lost my cosy microcommunity in order to find out that it's only me on whom depends what I lose and what I don't. "Loss" is a bad word because one can never now what expects us in the future and whether the lost will be regained. I have understood not only by words but this time by actions that it's all up to me to what extent I'll keep what I have. Interestingly, I haven't intended or made any specific efforts to do it, but I feel that what I've definitely kept are my values. I may not be the pefrect person, but I have always believed in goodness and honesty, in understanding and compassion. I feel I still have them. Then I'm definitely the person I have appeared to be, no matter the chaos that has been in my head for some time. Ironically, the player has just started "All Good Things" by Nelly Furtado. Why do all good things come to an end?... Flames to dust... ...because it's inevitable. But it's not a total loss. Even the memories of the good things are enough to keep us happy and far from any regrets. The good things are never lost when one remembers the lessons learnt. Life is not divided into separate periods, every moment is diffused into the next one, and so on, and on, and on...

The inevitability of destiny

I keep my belief in a greater power above us or just something called destiny. I always try to find the reason for something to happen or not. But it's quite difficult. I believe in signs - when you meet someone or see something and you know they are connected somehow with you and you need to keep them close to you. Yes, but not all the time. I have met people who I've felt attached to - not romantically but spiritually. And so many times it has happened that I have lost them as friends. Or I have never made friends among such people.
What is wrong? Is it just because one has to meet people like these who would only make a huge impact on their personality and disappear just as they have appeared? To finish their mission of which they have no idea. Like characters who appear in only one epizode in order to make the plot complete and in the end of the epizode are gone, and in the next one they don't exist anymore?
The more I think the more I realize that it's not far from the truth. It's sad, isn't it? Isn't it unfair? Isn't it one of the inevitable conseqeuences of the happiness called life?...

Dreams (Post #100)

Every person has got dreams of their own. The feeling of unhappiness because a dream hasn't come true remains until i s fulfilled.
No matter whether you do something or not in order to fulfill it, the feeling of emptiness and dissatisfaction is there.
And while most of the people believe that dreams don't ome true, that they are only part of our imagination, there are some people that act. They persist and make at least a pert of their dream a reality.
The constant feeling of dissatisfaction is he main driver through fulfillment of dreams.
History has shown that many people who believed that their dreams will come true and persisted to make them real suceeded. Such people have always been the driver of progress.

Each one of s has at least one dream in life. Some dreams are measurable, other are not. Some dreams can be seen, others - cannot.
But all dreams have one and the same characteristics: they are achievable. No matter to what extent and when...