Comprehension... Can You Read Betwen The Lines?

To identfy.
To comprehend.
To completely understand.

is it that anyone can understand?
through everything
the communcation of painted concepts
between one to another.
mmm i love writing these posts
when i end up getting the time to
but lately.. the first few lines
sorta seem similar styled
but bah.. whatever

but to shape a meaning
or to carve a concept
could the product really match up
or even compare to the initial intent?
sometimes...
it would seem that its all up to the creator to know
but is the image portrayed whole nother story?
the interpretation of any expression
is altered by the inference
the placing of boundaries around a meaning
to fit it into your own bubble world
by placing your own boundaries
you create your own inference
but is it still the same?
has it taken on a whole other form?
for abstract to some
is completely dependantly concrete to others

so could meaning be lost?
the exclusion of detail
or inclusion of excess sidechains
the net total can obviously change
you cant always see what you've made by hand
for the perspective is different
and thus we study the background of artists
in literature and the arts
to gain a wider possible scope
but even assuming another's position
the unimaginable to your own circumstance
wont arise due to your own limiting mindset

for what you cannot see primarily
you'll have to seek through secondary sources
but at the same time
the account of any piece of information
can still be tainted
to find a truth takes a long time
time consumed you wonder if it could be better spent
but in the questioning
yet again time slips through your hands
it stops for none

so here i write
a fiction of my own
a signal from my mind
taking its own form in my words
the weaving of strands together
winding and turning
slowly binding and streaming through my fingers
to the screen transmitted by the keyboard
and the electric impulses.. change from the constant
delivering a word letter by letter
from each action collaborating to form something

something that may mean nothing to some
but every value to another
the vocalisation or written expression
could it be enough?
but where to start?
is it but inconsiderate?
can there be any guidance?
but to follow?
what will that lead to ?
to choose a path
the phrasing can either be
aidful or just down dragging
to place one against another
does it get you anywhere just to
converse alone?
the results would be close to what you expect
but that reality cannot always be
but then the chance is always there for it to arise
for all the luck in the world your dreams come true

so optimist or pessimist?
which shall it be?
the realist says it can be either way
but you will never know
not unless you see
and to see?
to see would be to know
to have been before and the past?
it is irretreivable
so how can it be what there is to know?
to make a choice now
it is affected by your past
and what your past says
forms a habit a habit by which you
either change through learning
or you continue onwards

onwards marching brave soldier
this is all i say
for what i write is what i think
think of the now my moment right here
this second that is gone
just like any other..
irretrievable to me and you
you.. the yous of the world
the world of my bubble and yet
the world that connects us all

this is what this is for isnt it?
the crap that spews out of my mind
anything... from that that i dont mean
what i am restricted from saying and doing
to that of which i feel
but can you really distinguish which is of which?
you think you may..
and yet you may not
the doubt you have
may just be correct, spot on
but then again.. it is but a doubt
a doubt which may infact be what it exists for..
a falsality

mm dear bloggie
i miss writing here so
where things i string together
link together
thinkn together
are placed aside
correspondingly or adjacently
forming a 180 or 360
completely opposing or supporting
running from circle to circle
or could that be a square..
some quadrangle or something
that is completely unidentifiable
but a shape is a shape
it is stil labelled for we like
to name, to classify, to place in order

if all is closed and accounted for
then tell me..
where else would the spontaneity come from?
in the disarray
the change and adaptation
to run from one place to another
the world spins again
the way you want it
time after time
but to expect for it to do so
you habitualise
you deem when it is to be so
the chaos brings out options
well for me this is so
my indecision leaves for options
and at the same time

it has its pitfalls
the confusion and insecurity
of possibilities of things falling through
but is that not what change is for?
to open you a window when the door closes in your face?
a plan is a plan
but not everythign follows
for those living in the uncertainty
what use is there for them?
when hope after hope comes crashing down
what can you do about your expectations?
how can you expect the unexpected
if what you expect is bound within those walls?
the view that is limited
means you reject what may come

but structured can be good
it leads to a life of certainty
or so it should
but it can also bring the risk
of empty promises
what is the use of promising
that which can never take form?
the possibility cannot ensure the definate
and when you question?
the question can only either
be answered or avoided
or even somewhere in between
but the reason?
sometimes it will forever remain the same

and 'forever' it can be but a belief
for each time you step forward
and are knocked back
the sight for a brigher future
for difference of an ending
becomes dimmed and tainted
the patience put in
it begins to fray
the frustration that remains
can it leave or be purged?
can things just flutter away?
or flutter-by?
:P

and an image?
an image of what?
the image of the self?
that one places on both themselves
and the world around them
but there's not only your own
that of those around you
to want to fit in and belong
that is natural
but at the same time
it forms a constriction
what is expected
and in the society of ours?
where individualism is promoted?
a place where even in primary school
we are shown our differences
our own uniqueness where we are asked our interests
a task i strongly detested
a time where you must fit in by being individual
it was not ok to be nothing
where you dont understand you arent individual
where you have no preference.. that is not natural
but how is there to be a preference
when there was no exposure at all?
is it not ok not to express an interest?
how can it be so
that one has an interest in something
that they do not themselves know exists?
you can apply the teaching to the majority
but the individual may not always understand

you think that all are the norm
and talk to those with disregard to what they had or were
but in the knowledge of their background
suddenly topics become so sensitive
no disrespect is meant
but in the same place
the avoidance of an issue
brings about no direct addressing of the topic

like the talk of the lonely child in school
the one where the parents are too busy
to pick them up on time
and in any discussion of childhood uprearing
child negligence is a bad thing
but then in the knowledge of it happening to
a single participant within the discussion
despite the pain felt
sometimes it seems to have become the unspeakable
that pain caused in the past brought up again
should be a big no
that it is suddenly a sensitive issue
well that it is
but does there seem to be a need for restriction of talk?
mm yes and no
it all digs down to the communication between the people
it is always dependant
on both the approach and the structure of words

so what i say.
is it truly what i think?
i take a side
but it travels on its own
a mini journey each time i open up
mentally once again i travel
exploring the flow of words
the thoughts that come to me
for that moment in time
recorded down

mmm
damn its late
nite nite
*hugs*