Mags wrote:
Silence ... and from it pours forth my thoughts and musings ... anything more is bound in hedonism
surreptitious75 wrote:Mags wrote:
Silence ... and from it pours forth my thoughts and musings ... anything more is bound in hedonism
Nowadays I prefer the silence of a calm mind that just lets thoughts come and go of their own volition
Too much noise can drown them out so I keep it low so that I can hear more clearly what is being said
surreptitious75 wrote:
What expands my mind is not music but knowledge
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Silhouette wrote:Utter ego resignation:
Gloominary wrote:@Magnus Anderson
How is what FC originally posted masculine?
Sounds like a woman running around naked in her apartment, having a manic episode.
It's disorganized, frenzied and ecstatic.
Pneumatic-Coma wrote:I feel this post could have done in http://ilovephilosophy.com/viewtopic.php?f=24&t=187071 <--- here, right here.
Anyways. I had thought it really be life. Yet nobody can sustain and procure life. So I returned to ART, have it be known Pneumatic-Coma is an artist. So but my art hadn't transformed humanity to think, learn, listen, observe, question and actually live this life for it's intended purposes. So then I thought, hm, Love? Although I hadn't really clarified the definition of love. I guess if I were to quickly sum it up. Love would be something that had been offered and given just the same. Something of such beauty you'd need not another source of happiness. Needless to say this interpretation distorted my mind when I came to see that it is really our own intentions which drive us to 'think' in ourselves that we love something out of this our Life. Yet that really wasn't it either. I leaned onto philosophy even more in hopes it expressed such a critical way of understanding, just a few simple human emotions and this our entire planet altogether. Although come to think of it the only thing I'd use to bring me back to ground level will always be music. "Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything." I ultimately believe this. And for reasons unknown I seem to always bring myself back to where it all began and that's learning. Philosophy was that rough patch of learning to think for myself. All in all it would be the gift of being able to comprehend complex and simple bits of information. For me Music was always that rush of inspiration that drove my soul to be compelled to such emotion. Even more so through the whole entirety of lyricism and poetry through-out all varieties of song. It really was sound I was enthused with my whole life. Listening and having the ability to commune with only the best of minds on a rhythmical level. We must all vibe in order to get along if not vibe. Than in scribe. Both are Art and that just warms my heart.
Fixed Cross wrote:Pneumatic-Coma wrote:I feel this post could have done in viewtopic.php?f=24&t=187071 <--- here, right here.
Anyways. I had thought it really be life. Yet nobody can sustain and procure life. So I returned to ART, have it be known Pneumatic-Coma is an artist. So but my art hadn't transformed humanity to think, learn, listen, observe, question and actually live this life for it's intended purposes. So then I thought, hm, Love? Although I hadn't really clarified the definition of love. I guess if I were to quickly sum it up. Love would be something that had been offered and given just the same. Something of such beauty you'd need not another source of happiness. Needless to say this interpretation distorted my mind when I came to see that it is really our own intentions which drive us to 'think' in ourselves that we love something out of this our Life. Yet that really wasn't it either. I leaned onto philosophy even more in hopes it expressed such a critical way of understanding, just a few simple human emotions and this our entire planet altogether. Although come to think of it the only thing I'd use to bring me back to ground level will always be music. "Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything." I ultimately believe this. And for reasons unknown I seem to always bring myself back to where it all began and that's learning. Philosophy was that rough patch of learning to think for myself. All in all it would be the gift of being able to comprehend complex and simple bits of information. For me Music was always that rush of inspiration that drove my soul to be compelled to such emotion. Even more so through the whole entirety of lyricism and poetry through-out all varieties of song. It really was sound I was enthused with my whole life. Listening and having the ability to commune with only the best of minds on a rhythmical level. We must all vibe in order to get along if not vibe. Than in scribe. Both are Art and that just warms my heart.
Love is great in part because it is risky. If truly in love, we risk our structural integrity. A broken heart causes a completely transformed being, if not the perishing of one.
What doesn't kill makes deeper. Not necessarily stronger.
Gloominary wrote:@Magnus Anderson
How is what FC originally posted masculine?
Sounds like a woman running around naked in her apartment, having a manic episode.
It's disorganized, frenzied and ecstatic.
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