Skip to main content

Connecting the DOTS

Different Opinions To Success   

Every-thing is relative to everything else


Reading to understand the meaning behind any word that ever been written, requires a big deal of concentration, and literally some mind flexibility to get into the author's state of mind at the time and place of his/her thinking process.

Ever wonder; for a moment; how every word is inter connected with the next or the previous one. 
Making sense out of the whole, requires connecting every word to the meaning of the rest.

every-thing is relative to everything else,  meaning, 
everything, without exception.  

Thinking in terms of time; only one thing comes to mind, that time is just an illusion.

The measure of understanding required for achieving the goal is almost the same as reaching it; without being aware of the time needed to accomplish it (the goal)

Keeping this idea in mind, one can imagine a variety of scenarios where the relativity factor always plays the main character in the scheme of things.

The beauty of this kind of expressions; that it is possible,  by getting into the same mindset as the author's and that by familiarize oneself with their habits.

Furthermore, the idea of “everything is related to everything else” can seem a bit confusing for the untrained eyes, because of the its novelty, but with switching between focus and unfocused states, it will begin to reveal its powerful significance.

There is no limit of one’s understanding, because the idea itself is limitless.

Simply said, that what you see it’s not what it is, it is just an illusion of the imagination witch is a fabrication of the subconscious.

That doesn't mean that process of understanding is an exact science, but it's kind of art by itself, you understand it the way you read it.

All that apart, from everything  relate to everything else, the understanding  of it is all rooted in one’s perception of the outer self. 

There is always, and will be, a minute spark of doubt illuminating the way to reason for self-reasoning.

There’s no magic about it, just self realization from inner point of view.

One can only be responsible for own saying, not how it may be understood.

Popular posts from this blog

The Prophet Gibran Kahlil. Chapter 28 The Farewell

Chapter 28  The Farewell  AND now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, “Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit that has spoken.” And he answered, Was it I who spoke? Was I not also a listener? Then he descended the steps of the Temple and all the people followed him. And he reached his ship and stood upon the deck. And facing the people again, he raised his voice and said: People of Orphalese , the wind bids me leave you. Less hasty am I than the wind, yet I must go. We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us. Even while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered. Brief were my days among you, and briefer still the words I have spoken. But should my voice fade in your ears, and my love vanish in your memory, then I will come again, And wit...

Thoreau WALDEN Chapter VI: Visitors

                                                                      Chapter VI: Visitors I think that I love society as much as most, and am ready enough to fasten myself like a bloodsucker for the time to any full-blooded man that comes in my way. I am naturally no hermit, but might possibly sit out the sturdiest frequenter of the bar-room, if my business called me thither. I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society. When visitors came in larger and unexpected numbers there was but the third chair for them all, but they generally economized the room by standing up. It is surprising how many great men and women a small house will contain. I have had twenty-five or thirty souls, with their bodies, at once under my roof, and yet we often parted wit...

The Prophet Gibran, Kahlil. Ch 9 On Houses

Chapter 9  On Houses  THEN a mason came forth and said, Speak to us of Houses. And he answered and said: Build of your imaginings a bower in the wilderness ere you build a house within the city walls. For even as you have home-comings in your twilight, so has the wanderer in you, the ever distant and alone. Your house is your larger body. It grows in the sun and sleeps in the stillness of the night; and it is not dreamless. Does not your house dream? and dreaming, leave the city for grove or hilltop? Would that I could gather your houses into my hand, and like a sower scatter them in forest and meadow. Would the valleys were your streets, and the green paths your alleys, that you might seek one another through vineyards, and come with the fragrance of the earth in your garments. But these things are not yet to be. In their fear your forefathers gathered you too near together. And that fear shall endure a little longer. A little longer shall your city walls separate your hearth...