Call it fate, or a product of circumstance, but I believe that you can’t stop matching forces from colliding into each other at some point or another.
”Our souls already know each other, don’t they?” he whispered. “It’s our bodies that are new.”
But what exactly is the purpose of each kindred soul exchange? Is it to learn? To grow? To continue to climb towards the everso distant idea of what is considered “enlightenment?” What causes these specific meetings of the soul?
I think we continue to meet people who who have something to teach us. And in turn, we have something to teach to them. And for us chronic offenders… the class presents itself until the lesson is learned.
You know what’s cool about having a good friend being a tour guide at the local art Museum? Free, insightful tours… My good friend, Benn, was kind enough to bring me to the Speed Art Museum in the wonderfully (If it’s not a word, it is now,) weird city of Louisville. They had a featured exhibit that day on “Women Artists.” The cool thing about Benn is – he is what what I would consider a “Male Feminist.” This is pretty cool, because it’s not very common. So, that day, he was kind enough to show me around the exhibit (Along with the rest of the museum.) It was fascinating.
One of the things that I had noticed was that women, when they paint themselves, tend to paint themselves in a more negative light than men tend to do. I guess you can blame this on gender roles in growing up. Women tend to be much harder on themselves when it comes to aesthetics more so than men do.
It was an eye opener.
Not the Mariana’s Trench of blog posts, but this was a pleasant experience.
There is no doubt that Salvador Dali is one of the best Surrealist artists of his time, as well as to date. However, one of his most famous paintings, “The Persistence of Memory,” is a constant reminder that time is forever fleeting. Even though people often take a pause in life, time waits for nobody…