Symbols in the mirror

 What if a symbol were to dictate awareness and truth (seeing directly). If there were such a free thinking symbol. How could you possibly know it? Conceptually speaking, Krishnamurti has enveloped a theoretical approach to living as we should be. In understanding Krishnamurti as I do. . . we are the antithesis to reason if reason were made to help us escape that which we worship. In my view: I worship. But can I not be aware that I worship in higher state of conscious. My use of language in my personal space demystifies this shift I take in every thought. That my thoughts are of a meditative state, even in worship. Worship does not dictate my reasons for something like prayer. If prayer is a form of worship, than all language is consists of symbols. Arbitrary symbols. Symbols that I can affirm is - as is in my conscious and connects to a higher state where the symbols work much like music. Music vibrates the soul. The soul is not as quick to anger (act dangerously). The religious medium that I think Krishnamurti talks about is made of.

- Marco 

“At the very best, a mind enclosed in language is in prison. It is limited to the number of relations which words can make simultaneously present to it; and remains in ignorance of thoughts which involve the combination of a greater number. These thoughts are outside language, they are unformulable, although they are perfectly rigorous and clear and although every one of the relations they involve is capable of precise expression in words. So the mind moves in a closed space of partial truth, which may be larger or smaller, without ever being able so much as to glance at what is outside.”

–Simone Weil

I had myself a vivid dream. Last sleep was as I can recall the nightmare.

It was a metaphysical consumption of my true to life nature as a poet.

All I remember is trying to decipher a language unknown to me.

In this language there was a code.

The language was indecipherable but only I understood it.

It has not dialect with which order is stored. No structural necessity. No truth of a word.

Just symbolic.

I wondered if it was something worth inviting.

I remember the thoughts I had as if a meditation.

And then the (indecipherable) word became the one thing that made sense of everything.

And it doesn't end.

It's just a symbol.

You can't draw it. You can't write it.

It is contingent with psychic ability. You function without the symbol to which you thought words were your meaning to help guide you.

And it ends, there.

Just thought I'd share.

So if it were mapped out...

I have nightmares.

Dreams.

About a language I created. (A foreign language)

Something which I have no dialect I understand.

It has no order to it.

But it means something.

- Marco