Bombarded by a steady stream of data, demands, and decisions, she felt fragmented—uncertain of herself and even less certain of her place in the current universe. She wished that a pause button would induce a state of suspended animation, creating a conceptual place outside the fabric of space-time where she could recompose herself. In that space she would collect and consider pieces of herself. She would sift, sort, synthesize, reshape, and revise her thoughts, her life, and herself there.
Saturday, November 13, 2004
The Harmonics of Humanity
I suspect there is an optimal frequency of vibration for most humans, and we probably unconsciously assemble the chorus of people around us by seeking to find people who vibrate at frequencies that harmonize with the others we already have in our lives. Unfortunately, sometimes what we NEED to do is ditch some of our current notes, replace them with a completely new set of chords, and assemble a new structure of harmonies around them. However, it is often difficult to see when a change in frequencies is necessary, and an even more difficult change to effect.
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