Pavel Somov's Blog, page 26

(No Subject)

What interests us is usually that which completes us, reflects us or expresses us.

(No Subject)

A bird tweets to self. No followers. No retweets. No follow recommendations. Just chirping.

Word, the Shaman, Word, the Drug

Language is a drug. We trip on words. We trip over words. A word of praise and we feel high. A word of criticism and we feel low. In the beginning was the word, the first consciousness-altering drug, the psycho-pharmacology of mind-dividing meaning-making. We are meaning-making monkeys strung out on language. The zombie soldiers of the Abstract...

Boundlessly Unbound

We live inside words. Such words as "universe." There is no Universe. A Universe that is everywhere, that is boundless, is a Universe that is nowhere. Words bind reality into chunks and then bind mind into chunks. Mind - in its natural state - mind-as-consciousness (that is not yet organized into thought-chunks) - is unbound just as the rest of this unbound reality.

Karma (Cause) and Rebirth (Consequence)

Blue Familiarity

Lo (Fi) & Behold a Light Comes On

Intrigue of Boredom

I have been both intrigued and bored by my mind. But who is this who has been intrigued and bored? And, furthermore, who is this who is still intrigued by the same ol' boring question of "Who is this?"

A Physical Mess

Krzhizhanovsky's Motto