Sights and Sounds meditation

The trick for the blind man is to navigate the world of sight as though he could see. To find a way to make all differences melt beyond the disparate divisions of alienation and to exceed distance with humility.

The trick is to live as a blind man that has found a way.

Deafness is a world I've yet to explore. I am much too fearful of it. Sight is deceiving, but the world of sounds gives life texture. Without sound, alienation becomes complete solitude. Solitude becomes complete oblivion. I'd imagine that transcending alienation becomes the primary concern, and a heightened sense of self is necessary. Beyond that, music literally must exist completely within you - and I lack the faith in myself to be able to bear that responsibility.

I have a kinesthetic relationship to each sense. Their value is connected heavily to the physiological reactions my body has to what I see and hear. Clearly movement is a relationship to my spacial understandings almost entirely based on vision. At night, when I stumble about to let the dog out I feel completely helpless at times. But, of more importance to my mind is sound. The rushing wind, which makes me feel more alive than any other sensation, would be lifeless without the roaring cacophony pulsating through my ears.

Don't ever ask a man to choose with these high of stakes, but learn from these musings. Extend further the awareness and gravity of self and illucidate memories and motions with the internal grandeur that pulses under the surface.

"Who am I?" becomes less important the more you truly question "What am I?" - which is much too often taken for granted, esp. by me.