The Inner World | metaphoria

Noise

Posted on February 14, 2016 by mtreasureseeker

We live in a world so overcome with sound, and yet we never notice it.

We got used to hearing car engine rumbling and honking so much that we no longer pay attention to it, but it doesn’t stop the sound from pressing our mind. If you’d like to see just how big is the effect, spend a week in the nature far away enough to not hear any noise barring the nature’s own. I promise you: you will be overwhelmed when you come back.

Or, if you leave in a small enough city, take a walk at night. During that time, you can hear people near you breathing, and every step you make matters. If a car decides to roar at night, you can hear it’s engine streets away, and all it has to do to sound like a wild cat is to ramp up the rotations just a little bit.

At day, however, having a quiet moment with somebody is a luxury for most of us, even with sound-proof windows installed. We no longer live in a world where quiet is the default; to keep our vast productive civization steady, we have to come to terms with noise – a deal that’s bad for us to make.

Things of the Past…

Posted on January 31, 2016 by mtreasureseeker

…should stay in the past.

We often hang up on things that are no longer true or present in our lives. That ex from three years ago, with whom you’ve spent wonderful time but whom you’re no longer with. That opportunity that you’ve missed that would’ve been so great. That stupid mistake that you’ve made as a child.

Those things haunt us, or we keep them around. Either way, they occupy our minds more often than they should and make us feel a certain way, and often enough, this way is pity, loneliness or regret. Yet, for some reason, those things persist, no matter how much we don’t enjoy them – and if they don’t persist in one’s mind for long, they remind of themselves through a subtle hint in one’s surrounding, something others will not even register.

Except… they don’t.

Self-sabotage

Posted on January 17, 2016 by mtreasureseeker

Many of us had at some point the feeling of not going through with the plans of ours that promise some sort of vital improvement in our lives. For some, it’s getting the job to start making one’s own money; for others, it’s taking up exercise or taking it past a few days’ worth of work; and for someone else, it might be as simple as taking up brushing teeth every evening before going to bed.

How come? We know it’s an improvement, and we know it’s achievable; we have the intent and the opportunity, time and resources, perhaps for the first time in our lives. Why not proceed, then? What changes our mind?

The Peculiar Light in the Night

Posted on January 10, 2016 by mtreasureseeker

Spanish is a beautiful language, but I want never to learn it.

Not because I speak of its beauty out of any sort of politeness: in this case, I speak my mind clearly. I find the spirit of the language – mirroring its speakers’ mentality – inspiring for its strength, for its fortitude; like any language, it can produce beauty and fear when used in those directions, but generally, the sound of the Spanish language attracts my ear.

Not because I can’t, either.

I want never to learn it to preserve its beauty in a way that would vanish had I understood what it meant.

On Contemporary Cynicism

Posted on January 3, 2016 by mtreasureseeker

The world today seems to have cynics overpresented in every area of life. “World’s going to shit”. “We’ve raised a generation of spoiled idiots”. “Those blacks/Mexicans/Chinese are overtaking our jobs”. So on. Idealism is laughed at; effort to improve the world is trumped before it can begin to yield results. In media, people seem to enjoy listening to cynics of various degrees – because the speakers’ words resonate with so many, but not because they’re right.

Cynics are constantly disappointed with the ways things go – but why?