Fragmentarium

by SULI QYRE

  • 388. Overheated

    It’s half past five in the morning and he is awake. He has managed less than four hours of actual sleep. The heat in the room is already intense even though the sun hasn’t yet made it over the horizon. Hot energy is pulsing through his body, through his feet and hands, through all of his extremities.

    He lies there knowing he cannot possibly sleep further. The heat demands action. It is telling his body to get up and do something. But he cannot figure out what. He is far from attentive and his mind is sluggish. He has not felt rested since before the heat wave began. He considers taking a shower, but then remembers there is no hope of cold water. It will be a lukewarm shower at best, which would cool him only slightly.

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  • 387. Experiencing Awareness

    Awareness is the amalgam of everything we have seen in all of our experiences throughout life. In this way, awareness might be thought of as a kind of memory we have formed. But unlike the memories we can directly recall and explore, awareness only reaches us through intuitions that arise from it.

    A past event that we have no ability to recall might still have influenced us in a way that causes a particular intuition to arise. Since we cannot see where this intuition comes from, we might become distrustful of our awareness. We expect to be fully conscious of our past experiences and the impact they have had on us. But we also know this isn’t always true. Countless things happen to us every day that we forget entirely, and our ability to recall the details of even the most important events fades with time.

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  • 386. A Better Human

    You’re bad at being human. There’s no point in denying it because it’s obviously true. Anyone with a brain can see you aren’t doing it right. The only reason they don’t call you out is because they’re just as bad at it.

    Your problem is that you have too much power and you don’t know how to use it. You can see more than an animal is supposed to see. You can examine the past, the present, and the future and see how they’re connected. You can reflect on your past actions and plan your future actions.

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  • 385. Texts As Stories

    Every text is a story and every writer is a storyteller. Even the most conceptual, theory-laden, abstract text is still a narrative. For every text weaves together disparate elements into a cohesive structure using the norms of language in exactly the same way as we tell a story.

    A text is a means of connecting a series of normative entities called words in order to reach a specific end, and as such it is itself a normative entity. Just as a story shows how one event leads to the next in a plausible fashion, an abstract text shows how its conclusion is reached through a chain of premises and logical inferences.

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  • 384. The Joy In Beauty

    When I see something beautiful, I’m stopped in my tracks. It’s the shock of beauty itself that causes this arrest. Sometimes it’s something I’ve literally seen, so I stop to look at it more carefully. On other occasions, beauty reaches me through another mode of perception — it’s a beautiful sound, scent, flavour, or texture that I experience.

    In every case, my attention is fully captured by the beautiful, which surpasses everything else in my immediate surroundings. I want to perceive as much of it as I can, for I cannot escape the feeling that by observing, it will be brought closer to me. I want to become one with the beautiful other. I want to incorporate its beauty into my own self.

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  • 383. Never Hold Back

    Whatever happens, she never holds back. She always speaks everything she feels as sincerely as she can. She doesn’t see any point in doing less. She could try to pretend to be something she’s not — maybe then she would be more liked and accepted. But what good would that appreciation and acceptance bring? Wouldn’t it mean that she’d have to continue playing the character others expect her to be?

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  • 382. The Universe Of Dreams

    In this universe, you are a substantial self that relates to a separate world using knowledge and language. In the other universe, you are completely empty of content and the world is also you.

    In this universe, you know exactly what you are and what you are not. In the other universe, you are everything and nothing at the same time, which means you can be something completely different in each moment.

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  • 381. Anxious Attention

    You see a flash of movement somewhere in your field of vision. It’s quickly followed by another flash and then another. Something is happening and it has grabbed your attention. Rapid movements suggest the possibility of a threat that could potentially bring harm.

    If this possibility were sustained over time, it would be natural to start thinking about how it might hamper your desires, activate your aversions, or contradict your beliefs. You would be concerned that the new thing could impact your life in some meaningful way. And because the potential for harm feels real, you might also believe you should continue to pay attention. Worry pushes you to gather more information and figure out what’s happening.

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  • 380. Looking For Freedom

    When I see something disturbing, I immediately want to look away. Sometimes I want to look away because it’s too painful to see what I’m seeing. Sometimes I don’t want to look because I don’t like what it means — difficult changes will be necessary and I don’t want to change. And sometimes I look away just because I know what I’m seeing requires a great deal of attention and I’d much rather look at something else.

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  • 379. Shifting Opinions

    Confronted by a new artwork, we automatically form an opinion of it. If the work gives us a positive feeling or at least attracts our attention, then we tend to judge it favourably. Sometimes we like the work so much that we share our opinion with others, so that they can see it and confirm our judgment. We might not think about the work any further and it eventually becomes nothing more than a fond memory.

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