the transformation

.....and for the longest time i have been trying to figure out how events transform themselves into visual representation, a tangible object. There is a certain vessel...no ....a sequence of choice.

There is a sequence of choice.

And through this sequence events transform into a variable matter in the brain. In my brain.

it goes in as an event/emotion (same fucking thing) and finds the corresponding associations be it smell, image, tactile experience(s).

These fragmented associations act as protons, floating around, attracting electrons that are much more valuable since electrons are the actions, they are the ones that interpret intention and affect into pure action.

Once this happens there is a choice: is today a frigid weather (in my brain).

A picture of a table painted with brown oils that never dry and carry their perfume over the ages until someone realizes that this painting is a worthless crap....or maybe that frigid (in someones brain) weather is something that forces one to create the piece.

the piece.

the piece that makes one's protons moving thus continuing the cycle ...oh no .. not plagiarism, the cycle of never ending inspiration.