Flashes of light, I saw one about last week, it was right on a light bulb this time, while it was off. I tried to play wiith the light switch to see if it resembled; thee flash I saw was whiter, and quicker than I could make with the light switch. The first one I saw was right after my little brother died; it was back in Montclair, back when I would stay up nights reading the bible (so it must have been over the summer, but I remember telling this to a highscool teacher). I saw the flash of light on the doorway to the hall, as high above the ground as a face, as if it was coming out of the hall. I dont know if these mean anything, whether they can be explained or not, I am sure they mean more than I can understand right now. Doctors would just say that there is some thing wrong with my brain, but I know God knows why the mind does things and all the mysterious ways that it works in. There is more to life than anything we see.
As I try to read, I get one of those where my attention goes away and I am reading without knowing what I read, I get my attention back and read it again, but I realize that what I read, the information does not just go no where, it goes somewhere, but just not through my conscious. Who does it go to if not me, and is this what I am practicing by “paying attention”.
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