It was 8 A.M and he hardly able to opened his eyes. Everything
around was soporific even his own scent. His tired body revolted against his somatic neural firings not wanting to move. Consistent firings allowed him to make his way out of the room to start his day. Seems the TV was left on from yesterday, and as he
looked, a glamorous scene was making its way into his eyes, and he just felt
that he shouldn’t give in, but should make his preparations to leave. He looked through the window and saw his neighbors leaving for their annual vacation. Three
years ago, he had very different dreams but he used to avoid them since he
always felt that they were out of reach.
He remembered his friend promised to send him some words of depth he read in a book some days ago. As he picked his phone to check it, a message was there from his friend.
It was a quote:
“We change these heavily emotional
perceptions precisely
because we need
to move about
in the world
with some kind of
equanimity, some kind
of strength and
directness; we can't keep
gaping with our
heart in our
mouth, greedily sucking up
with our eyes everything
great and powerful
that strikes us.
The great boon of
repression is that
it makes it
possible to live
decisively in an overwhelmingly
miraculous and incomprehensible world, a world so full
of beauty, majesty, and
terror that if animals perceived
it all they would be paralyzed to act.”
He found himself stuck as he was staring at these words not knowing
who said it and under what circumstances. He filtered it using his
understanding on some notions he read recently on neurological matters. Isn’t it
our limbic brain that is greatly influenced by emotion, and if we allow it to
feed from all these wonders around us, we shall find ourselves trying to
satiate what could never be satiated, but is the endeavor of trying to satisfy
this seemingly endless chasm the path to experience inner salvation, but it
seems that digging deeper to find out the end is just a very perilous adventure
not knowing if one shall be able to find a way out or it shall be a curse of
living in that misery. Many people are struck by this curse of oblivion. Things appear so wonderful and promise wholeness but the degree of emptiness they create is mind confounding. Then seems it is true that repressing such wonders do
indeed allow us to gain equanimity and directness since we are taking control
of ourselves and by that, current science says that when we go against our basic
desires, we are actually enhancing the capacity of our neocortex, which allows
us to do decision making and execute matters after analyzing them rationally. But
does our capacity of repression end? Does it make us beings that lack emotions
since we act to inhibit every incoming wonder? The feeling of being torn apart
might lie in the very existence of this conflicting happenings in our brains.
They seem that they are conflicting but for sure there must be neural
projections travelling towards each other, but they might not be projections of
congruency but those trying to compete and inhibit each other.
After a long stare, he nodded with wonder and murmured to himself “I
really don’t know”
No comments:
Post a Comment