BLOOM OF EYE
It doesn't provide ready answers. This is an invitation to explore together, to go beyond grated patterns of thinking, and to actively participate in shaping a deeper understanding of reality.
Denial of all shapes. Blurs all the visual babbling, and the uniqueness of light's tone melts. The created lack becomes part of the experience, showing the difficulty of building an intimate relation with a shapeless reality. The human figure no longer fits into the skin and becomes visible above the surface; imperceptible to the eye.
I sense a change in perception with my heart, stronger than eye.
Can one easily find themselves in a thought pursuing a concrete meaning, like a form or a shape?
When figurative perception no longer dominates, do we discover complexity, chaos?
Let's cross this visual layer of things together. The Bloom we feel is present from birth, however with age the layers of experiences drown it out. No one teaches us to notice, and therefore understand the sublimation of sensations. By denying these sensations, we lose much of ourselves.
I am constantly waiting for the moment when the world will return and open its interior, which will lead to a transformation of perception; a world where the conventional shapes of reality are more fluid and undefined than what our eyes currently perceive as fixed and concrete. This shows how easy it is to forget that everything is temporary and participating in a constant process of changing.
Let's give back to the richness of diversity, the unpredictability of forms.
An image with no shape, pushed into aversion of seen and characterized by an absence of manifestation. Is it worth rejecting our habits of perceptions? Even the simplest image can show us its shapelessness, if only we allow ourselves for deep observation, deconstruction.
Let's think about a cherry in its unpredictable form. If removed from its everyday context and stripped of its form, it reveals its not-so-obvious nature, hidden from those observers who only stops at the surface layer of meaning.
Let us open ourselves to the full spectrum of experiences that reality offers, going beyond the literal. How often have you unmasked the limitations of your perspective and uncovered the roots of simplification in your thoughts that you use? Our daily perception filters reality, a habit we succumb to that leads us to overlooking many important details, for which there are no words.
Through understanding, we begin to see.
A void that manifests in the spaces between, for example, between A and B, that we, theoretically, cannot reach. This is a space defined by absence, by what is not there. The space between an eye and body, the observer and observed, is another example of such a space. These spaces are elusive, yet they shape our experience. Dialogue with these areas leads us to the formlessness that appears as a lack; a lack of perceptual ability. Eye habits take us only to repetition. Interaction with what seems to be cryptic leads us to new ways of contact with the world. Everything becomes metaphor again, and all is possible yet.
Dialogue with the seemingly dyslexic, pointed to as a barbarian figure, allows you to stop and wipe the divisions of one's own limited perspective. Like the void, the dyslexic figure represents a challenge to our understanding. This kind of babble results from a mixing of reality and fantasy. It is there, in this internalized view, where inspiration is born, and there is still much to be discovered.
It is naive to expect that one can accurately describe what is impalpable. Attempts to express subtle sensations in words are doomed to failure. Language proves to be a limited means to describe the complexity of our impressions. Words create an illusion of clarity, concreteness, while reality is in a state of flux. This uncertainty encourages us to seek new perspectives.
Multifarious
Perspective of it
Becomes illegible
Let's pay attention to it
The found emotion favours
We have the whole universe within us
Which talks heavily
it doesn't know how it all works
I often feel tired of the limitations imposed by social constructs that restrict our individuality and creativity.
Sluggish colors entangled in stillness.
Doesn't each of us have the right to go beyond the beaten track, seeking the depth of authenticity, questioning the shades of reality?
Ugh! Give it up, there's nothing there, except the need to understand. It's a waste of time. Changes in perception will come on their own, just like maturing; inner growth.
You will also notice that shapelessness is not emptiness, but potential! It's like a piece of paper that is white again because it has faded. Ignoring all the glitter of figurativeness, the world remains the same, 'the scale of the eye changes'. We cannot stop this process, but we can observe it and try to understand it.
Are there any exercises or practices that could support us in this process?