Sunday, September 26, 2010

When I stopped the World: The Wind and the Dandelion Seed

    Written for philosophy class end of August, 2010





I stopped the world when I went outside and imagined the wind just picking me up and taking me away. I decided to use this moment because it caught my attention. Where would I go? Would I ever know? Do I get to know when I will stop? Will I fall, or will it be a gentle decent? But my main reason, was why did this stand out? Is it because I just wanted to be picked up and taken away because I don’t know what I want or where to go?
    If the wind could pick me up like a dandelion seed, as high as I could possibly go, I would be so high up I wouldn’t know what to do with myself. But being that high up leaves me helpless. Does that mean I am not helpless as of right now? Or do I want to be helpless?
    I feel as if I wanted to be lifted up and away, where I could be taken away. Something leading me, the wind, drifting me away from what I’ve known and showing me new things that I have never experienced and may like. An escape that isn’t necessarily my fault. Something that will show me how other people live.
    I think I would like to live this way, where I can take up a time and decide to do whatever comes my way, an option. “When a rock comes hurdling at your face, hope its gold and catch it.” Living this way could open many doors.
    I don’t believe this follows the four steps of Philosophic Analysis but I wonder why my mind jumped to this idea when it said to analyze something and it’s a choice of how to analyze it. I think it follows the truth that I can pick something out of my mind and try and find out why I’m thinking it. Being able to explain why I’m thinking about it and realize why I might be thinking this.
    Why would other people have this same theory or idea? I think that something attracts people about being able to just get up and go, wherever life takes you and you just have to go with the flow of the wind. The wind is something that is completely unpredictable and I think people would like to be more spontaneous but the restrictions of life limit our ability to do so. The restrictions of life could be as simple as jobs or even social. Why we let these things lead our lives is not quite clear to me. I understand that money is as necessarily as water today (because you can buy purified water) but social life has just gated our lives with a cement wall.
    I looked up the definition of wind in a dream dictionary. “It reflects changes in your life.” I also considered the dandelion seed as a weed because you can’t seem to get rid of them. “Indicate that you are feeling neglected, overshadowed or cast to the side.” “To see dandelions in your dream, represent pleasant and joyous surroundings.” I think this also fits because I am happy with the changes in my life but at the same time it also seems like I have more responsibilities, which I am also fine with. And I Also feel like I am being pushed aside.

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