dorian

This is only mumbling, but I am okay with mumbling, just as I am okay with the passage of time, the coming of spring, and the fluidity of thought. War hurts. War reinforces ideas with which I have serious problems. War involves choosing your way and forcing both the people "under you" and people not really connected to you and trying to force them all to do (or think) as you choose. War involves killing and distracts humankind from the kinds of reflection and change(some might say progress) possible when there is peace or some semblence of peace. The current situation just seems illogical and bad. This isn't new but it fills my mind now to a new degree.

I still have a microcosm though and that doesn't cease to matter to me. Today a random question I asked, "If you could separate the parts of you personality into different entities, what would they be?" A short discussion followed and the most interesting part was what make me think of "They Yellow Wall paper" any human being can do that with enough though, though the level of difficulty would not be the same for every person. After one has thought about it enough they can do bad things to themselves. This is a thought that was a bit scary in the late morning on a rainypretty sort of day. I don't want to accidentally give myself that internal game of purposefully playing with separating parts of myself knowing that it might get to be too much of a habit. I don't think that will happen. I don't even know what separations I could make within myself. It's possible for anyone and that makes me think about our control of our own psyches. I like thinking about where control is powerful.

Beyond this, today is a day of playing in mirrors or thinking from window boxes and hoping fervently for things I cannot control to end up less bad rather than more bad. *small sigh*

(It was really nice to see people and do Indian food today. Thank you to all who came and added to the good time.)