Thoughts
Coming out from our mouths
When they lose their bearings
Putting the stairs towards air
We all think that it all matters. All the things we see, feel, the things we are told, that we anticipate. All have their own meanings. It is like a race never stops. We get tired, sometime desire to quit. But wish that it always lasts. We want the race to start again, even it seems like it is finished. We never finish, never vanish. The matter should be with us, the great planets as well. The things we don’t see next to ours, what we dream must sit down our hands. The issues that we make our meta/image/subjects (sometimes its us, sometimes our visions or some subjects) as one holistic again and again become our only the reality, when they are so heavy, intensive or our central thoughts.
Yes, actually these are the only facts that we have. But the source of the reality is encoded, and decoded wrongly. There could be only one possible source of all the happening things. The mathematic of our bodies which is subject to the chemistry, biology and physics. What left behind as imagines are real imaginations. Every piece of hope in our heads is a shield against the one wild and indifferent. So, what is the actual one?
It happens inside of two lobsters fighting against each other: Whereas the serotonin increases in the victor lobster, octopamine decreases. Their increase and decrease ratio provides a reward for the victory and thanks to the balance of these neurochemicals the physical power lasts itself. Victor lobster continues to give the message that he won, and will win. However, the serotonin ratio also increases in the defeated lobster to bind up wounds (Peterson, 2018). The serotonin issue is the same for a person who just left behind a fight, or is excluded in a social situation. The chemical serotonin tries to keep the balance of the well-being of the body. Although we see that our thoughts try to produce some concepts for the justice in the world, it is only about the homeostatic (homeodynamic) mathematic of our bodies.
At the end of lots of struggles that we experience -these includes different sorts of pain, fatigue- we produce lots of deep thoughts for our feelings (which are actually based on the fight) and elegize for them. There are two meanings of these in terms of biochemistry: First, it fastens the status of well-being, second it prepares us for the next fight. On the other hand, it has two meanings culturally and literarily: First, we discover the goodness and strive for it. Second we hope that our entity will always survive, our spirits will be carried through ages.
It is doubtful how much these cultural inferences reflect the reality. The status of our well-being, in contrast, seems to be more dominant for explanation of our behaviors. Although we are prone to create stories that claim bigger meanings or purposes, what happens in an ordinary world is related to our chemicals, biological attributes.
We write poetry, elegize, make an intensive sound with a fretless keyboard. We accompany them by crying. We create gods, the dream of a hope that leads our feelings, then we can fight again. But what leaves behind? Either you are good or bad.
