urban perception

One mind fancied the other, and as they were walking side by side, they knew that what they were seeing was common inside of their cognitive vision – not because they had discussed about it, but because their inner most knowledge shared a common denominator of pre-existent reasoning.

The perception of seeing was the perception of each other’s inner volitions, and one could almost paint the other’s spiritual quintessence in a way that no trained painter could outline the portrait of a stranger’s face.

The city, mystified into the semiotics of every building’s corner, and every leaf’s biological pore, became the background of a profound cerebral perceptual moment that dealt with the configuration of each individual’s mind.

Architecture and nature blended into a monochrome vision, and what was evident was only the void of an orienting path, guiding the individuals through the labyrinthine environment of the made city, like the penetration of cold currents in the superficial warmth of a sun-struck sea.

Suddenly, the public open urban space became utterly personal to one’s self, or better yet, personal between the momentary inner conversation of the wanderer and his very own existence.

The surroundings were his own identity of being there, and what could possible feel strange at first became the mirror image of his interpretation, once in an effort to think for a moment of what lied in front of him.

Thought became like the brush of a life-skilled painter, constantly struggling to find interpretational meanings to what lies in the sea in front.  With the lack of his ever-stipulating thought, the brush would have only drowned in the depths of the surroundings and vanish.  What would remain would be two identical, empty bodies, facing each other, in the blankness of existential oblivion.

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