This rainy day has me thinking of a poem I wrote from before. About how the sun is always shining behind the clouds. The sun is implying something that is consistent. Do I know what that consistency is? I have an idea but certainly not a perfect understanding. The idea I’ve been grappling with in the past couple of days is higher thought. Inquiries that are separated from the present situation. I analogize it to the feeling of looking out from the mountain top. Higher up you go the more you see but your sight begins to pull you away from the ground beneath your feet. Now this inquiry is of the same nature but it has to do with the nature itself. What is the importance of thinking higher, forgetting the ground beneath your feet. To approach this discussion I want to go from a different direction. To claim I know the nature of higher thought means I must have experienced the opposite with some form of confidence. Lower thought I would describe as not only being concerned with the ground beneath your feet but with something deeper than that. I analogize lower thought to sailing on the sea. Though on the sea, what lies beneath is a universe of your concern, an influencer to the direction you sail. The currents can slowly point you off. This implies that lower thoughts bring attention to the influences outside of you. And in terms of opposites would it be safe to assume than that higher thoughts bring attention to the influences inside of you. Certainly gazing out at the stars is of your concern. Maybe of no value to help you understand the winds but guiding you to where you want to go. I mean to want to see the stars at night is to take a look at what you are made of. Hiking to the top of mountain is a testament to what you are made of. And what you feast upon isn’t of a nature outside your own but of the very drive inside you that got you there. To look out upon these mountain tops, to think higher, is of your own wonder, your own drive within yourself. To ponder the currents beneath your feet, is to feel the depths of the ocean that keeps you a float. And that is possibly what is so incredibly contradictory about higher thought. Though to touch upon questions like what is the truth? Why does the universe exist? And do we have souls? Is that the more outward you look the more inward you find yourself. To say it has no place in the here and now is to lack a purpose within yourself, a curiosity to look up at the stars that make constellations within your heart. And thinking of this poem I ponder the sun in all of this cloud of thought. Upfront I’d say the curiosity to look, but one closes their eyes every once and a while. The sun in all this rain must be no matter where you look no matter where you stand, where you sail, or where you will step next is that the powers inside and out of you puts you in the center. That whether you are using the stars or the currents to direct your sails, you determine where you want to go.
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