Monday, September 15, 2003 (Recorded from Handwritten Ramblings)
How often do people stare at themselves in the mirror and marvel at the reflection? Mind you... I'm talking about true pondering, thorough inspection... connecting the reflection they see with the mind they reside within during the moments of the day. Perhaps they don't... perhaps its only me. This morning I did... stood there for at least 5 minutes which is a very long time when engaged in such an activity. It reminded me of times spent stoned... contemplating, fascinated, in seemingly suspended time, by little things like grasshoppers. I was particularly focused on my eyes... its like a circular question of metaphysics... looking through the things that facilitate your visual perception of the world to see those same things looking back at you. I found myself trying to peer past my pupils as if I might find 'myself' behind them. What a mind fuck. Again, maybe its just me.