There is no official definition.
There's "distracts" and virtually every other derivative of "distraction". But nothing for the action thing that is a distraction. What is it? What does it do? What is it's effect? Are there different classifications of distractions?
It does say under distracts that's it's anything that renders confusion or conflicting emotions or motives. Something that stirs you up. That's like everything in life! Distractions are a matter of choice? You take them in, or you don't. Trashy TV could be a distraction but so could Love. So could religion. So could Fighting. So could simply Thinking yourself into something. Your Prejudices. My Paradigm is a distraction from... what? Someone else's sense of reality? I'm distracted by my own distractions from other distractions! I don't get it! My distractions distract me.
In unlocking the mystery around distraction, I think of this song..
"I Believe in Love" by Dixie Chicks (YES Dixie Chicks who I respect for publicly renouncing Bush when it wasn't popular) got wisdom from silence. Silence is the only thing I can think of that doesn't seem to be a distraction. It's silence that is the opposing force of distraction himself. She sings,
Silence stared me in the face
And I finally heard its voice
It seemed to softly say
That in love you have a choice
That seems to be true. It's all a choice! Life can be broken down into distractions. Life is distraction. Life is therefore choice. One distraction after the other. One choosing of distractions to take on, one right after the other. Nonstop. Nonstop distractions. Choose your distractions. That's all we have. If we didn't have them, we'd be rocks. Still. Silent. Silent is that root, that yin of the distraction yang. Go back to silent yin and choose what yang distractions are worth stirring you up. Choose good distractions. Fill yourself up with too many lame ones, and well... then you'll be lame. Contaminated by too much lameness. Distant from your still core your peaceful place. No, I am not listening to New Age and reading my Tarot cards with a lit bong by my side.
Next blog installments will be about good distractions and what constitutes a good distraction. Whatever is bespeckled on my base of silence. The loud peripheries coating my still focal point. That's what I'll write about.
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