Metaphysical Gravity

Science was never the type to delve into things outside the realm of the five basic human senses. Except for a part of The Lost Symbol where Noetic Science was tackled to a point, science never gives any mind to matters of the soul, matters of thought, and matters of the heart. So why then can those two words written in the title bar of this post coexist, yet alone be put side by side and still contain some meaning? I won't say there's a clear-cut answer to that - however, it never hurts to try.

I do not claim to know anything about Noetic Science - the best part I know about it is when I tried opening it's Wikipedia page, and after reading the first few lines I accidentally pushed the Ctrl button while I was pressing the 'W' key (fyi, that accident was done on purpose). So there, don't expect me to blab about things too geeky to be cool and too nerdy to be anything academic. The reason why I am trying to fuse a philosophical adjective to a scientific subject matter would be simple - as you might have known me, I always love the duality of things.

Doesn't it always occur to you that somehow, the better things in life are never given? And when you choose to lay back and let everything else do whatever it wants, there's a fifty-fifty chance of getting a positive or a negative outcome? I'm not saying that you should get a job that you'd have a hard time at in order for you to get what you want - even that aspect is two-sided, because the best jobs are those you will enjoy doing while not minding whatever stress it may give you.

Now let's delve into the gravitational aspect of things. While it is a fact that here on earth, gravity brings us together. And while being together with someone, especially someone special to you, might take you places where only birds could fly to, we can never deny the fact that gravity is also the main reason why people get tired after walking up a long staircase. You see, gravity has this way of pulling us down simply because the earth, with it's huge mass, attracts us to it, and not because on a horizontal scale we are falling into the depths of nothingness.

How about the metaphysical aspect of things? Would you believe that there is a connection between that supposed attraction of physical mass and the mere thoughts of people and how they perceive things? I wish I knew the real answers to those questions, because it seems all we have will be just speculations. Perhaps in death, we'd get a free pass to have knowledge on every little thing that life is. Or perhaps in death, we'd get nothing, nothing at all. Yet, by having this knowledge, it will hopefully allow us not to be depressed at how things in this life go, but rather give us an appreciation that indeed, there is more to life than the realm of our five senses.

It's always been great to have some advantages at your disposal - having the freedom to do whatever you want with it will never get boring. However, as I realized today, there are some things that seem to be out-of-place, some constant itchy feeling that something is missing. Chances are big that indeed, I miss someone. We never know though - this might just be an adolescent kid speaking.

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holding back is never an option.

False Cigarettes

Just to make things clear, let me point something out - I don't smoke.

If you were thinking that the title above was a distant jest at trying to point out the concept of false 'hopes', then remind me to congratulate you next time we meet. You are right, it is my way of trying to hide what this post stands for - or rather, for what it doesn't.

The past few months where I have been breathing oxygen and exhaling carbon dioxide are - at best - a blur. Things have come and gone so fast you'd think a superhero with a red suit and little yellow wings attached to his head was around and alive. For all that my life was a few months back, you wouldn't be able to believe I was like that if we got acquainted just a few days ago. Events, happenings, times, moments, activities, works, decisions - put them all together into one cramped box and label them 'the past few months of my life', because that's how it's been. Except for the fact that I still go by the name given to me one stormy day, everything else has been touched in one way or another.

A few years back, there was this one line that I could never forget, and it is that same line that's running through my thoughts as I maul the keyboard with what's left of my fingertips. "In everything you do, you either win, or you learn" - yes, that's right. You never lose. You never did, and you never will. In a way, all that it is, is just a matter of perspective on your side. How you approach something will more often than not be the deciding factor of how you will come out of it. Having pointed this out, I hope you would have come to realize that indeed, things can go as positive as much as you want it to be, or as opposite as you do. There are just some times that one similar happening can happen to two different individuals - yet one can see it as a blessing, and the other as the worst thing that could have happened.

You might say that I am once again exploring the bowels of duality - (I might be) - yet we don't have to dwell on that aspect in order to fully comprehend things we see everyday. Come to think of it, the term of "false hopes" can even be considered a great irony - the first word being something deceptive and negative, and the second being a word and symbol of all the good that has come and will continue to come. The reason I am pointing this out because for the past few months, there was an aspect that I was confused at. I wanted to believe in something so hopeful, yet at the same time I didn't want to be disappointed in the end. As it turned out, I decided to stay on the safe side of that thought, of that concept, of that hope. Today, I will be giving myself a tap on the back, for it seems that this time - I chose well.

I could be named a fool for ever believing in the hope that something so great like that could happen to me in such sort a time. It doesn't matter though - this ain't a first.

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the best way to change your past is to look at it differently.

Delayed Flights

Looking out the window, I begin to see the little rays of sunlight making their way through the gaps between the cottoncandy-like clouds. It's way too early to wake up on this side of town, yet here I am jotting down keystroke after keystroke, barely noticing the birds chirp away and bask in their morning sunshine's glory. These sights are all too-familiar - this is what always happens on the mornings of my days. And it has been so for the past few weeks  already, yet everyday that passes brings with it a fresh, new sense of awe and wonder. You see, lately I've come to realize this one cliche that seems to never go away - that indeed, life is the only gift freely given.

Routines always have this two-sided dimension accorded to them. One, being that they allow you to run on auto-pilot for most of the time you're following that line. It's a kind of a floating feeling where you might be just going with the flow, yet you know that this certain flow is leading you somewhere good, maybe even great. It could be that this progress of yours would eventually become one of the finer things you've ever done, yet you only realized you did after it all - little things that add up and become greater than the sum of its parts put together. This is actually a good thing to have - similar to gaining a passive source of income, it brings with you a sense of security that security agencies never could. Security of thought, my friend.

The other side of the story isn't that much of a negative than it is a challenge - that in routines, chances are small that new and interesting things happen to you. Following one allows you to bask in some care-and-worry-free moments, yet personally this has an unusual way of unnerving me. Some people just have that tendency to look for action, to look for more new things, to do things not done before. And I happen to belong to the extreme of that supposed group. Like a hungry animal spotting his first meal in days, I'm positioned to always be ready to pounce once the opportunity presents itself - and even that show of relation is an understatement. You could say the point is moot though, and I might agree. Everyday is a routine, and you could choose whatever routine you would want to follow. Heck, you could even follow a routine of trying out new things. Be creative.

Now that I did get to mention security a while back though, there's always this thought that keeps popping up so much that I believe it wants to get mentioned in this post. What is meant by that line is that sense of security that allows us to carry on through unexpected delays and perhaps even lost time. Though there will almost always be never a situation for lost time - everything can happen anywhere, and lost time can allow us to do that. But the general tendency for people is that once something you expect to happen at a certain point in time didn't, and you learn that it's been delayed, you get nervous feelings of worry and maybe even angst and desperation. Human nature has this way of letting you feel you should already have that thing you expected, and yet more time still has to be undergone for it to be fully realized. It's generally not a good feeling to have. Yet, this is where a sense of security come in - once you have that, you don't give the delay much thought, except knowing that it will eventually come. And when it does, the feeling of finally getting it might even be more fulfilling than having had it the first time you expected it to come.

As with most of the things in life, time can be a game. The ways and means that go with how you utilize what you have will be crucial in gaining the upper hand in any situation. Trust me, this isn't a rant on proper time management. Think of this as more of a thought-based approach to handling time matters. For in everything that happens, for in everything that should have happened, and for in everything that will happen, time is that universal director that brings it all together and produces a wonderful play of things - and our actions and thoughts are the actors in this movie shoot. No matter what happens though, what we aim for will, what we aspire for, what we want, will eventually come - in time.

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for the win.