When I say that I have trouble concentrating on signs, or when somebody asks if I know a place that I go by every day and I say no, they say “how the hell not?” they tell me I might have A.D.D.
What you call A.D.D. I call a healthy disassociation with symbology. When your mind is occupied with the symbol of a thing, your attention is taken from the thing which that symbol represents. If your mind is constantly preoccupied with interpreting symbols, such as reading all the signs, talking endlessly, listening to conversations, or even reading, then you never become truly aware of the world around you; you’re partially blind, and everything only shows up as blurry masses.
This obsession with symbology causes people to feel dissatisfied, hollow, meaningless. The barrier, the middle man, symbols stand betwixt them and the world of indescribable sensation, for to describe it would diminish it. it’s a tendency I’ve noticed in pop culture more and more as time goes by. This sense of dissatisfaction that is reflected in the themes and plots of the 08’ box office busters. Also I notice it in everyday conversation, especially with the youth. Largely, the older you get the more beaten down and accepting you’ve become, (though no one would ever admit that, surely) and the more willing you are to operate solely in the world of symbology.
Free yourself from the distractions of constant sign reading, word forming and word interpreting. Open yourself to the world that flows into your mind by way of the senses, and break down the barriers of symbology that lie there. Stop thinking of things in terms of what they are called; instead think of them as what they ARE. The apple is red, yes, but the word “red” distracts you from what it represents; that which red IS.
A bone to Pick with A.D.D.
I wrote this the first time i tried shrooms. i think it’s insightful. and funny.
All paths of the mind lead to the unknowable void, for those who are willing and brave enough to walk them. The trouble with words is that in using them you negate the purpose of their being. They are meant to describe something, but in using a symbol that represents the meaning they are distracting from what the word actually means; that unknowable real moment…you see how all the words I spin around the void weave a web that becomes nothing. Words are words. They are symbols that we have been trained to attach meaning to. Should we take advantage of that tool to build ourselves a certain understanding of the world around us; or do we acknowledge that all attempts at building a web of rationality, of logic… are merely attempts to blind the inner eye to the truth of the darkness; the unknowable void.
