Mind
Games 12.05.11
I
glance up, a trail. It looks like a
falling star trail.
But
it’s just a long thin cloud, there are no others.
If
that were a falling star 911 would be ringing all over.
It’s
long and broad for a falling star trail.
It
just looks odd.
As
I walk along it fans out and looks like a comet’s tail.
Funny
how the mind works, wanting to categorize things.
Make
them into something familiar.
Why
can’t I just see an odd shaped cloud.
As
I near the end of my walk it’s nearly gone
It
just kept on fanning out and thinning out until it disappeared.
So
the mind games are over, for now, I know they’ll be back.
I’ll
glance at something else and an immediate recognition I’ll get.
But
it’s not always the right one.
Sometimes
things are just not what they seem.
For
sometimes life is not what it seems.
You
dig into something only to find out you’ve got to readjust
to
what you’ve found out.
Seems
I’ve done a lot of that of late.
I
guess that’s why the quote below caught my eye.
All
My Love Always, Keith
“The
mind, once expanded to the dimensions of larger ideas, never returns to its
original size.”
—
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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