I often get the urge to write while having very little to write about, and so I turn to the mundane and simple and well, I really start to over think things and jot down my thoughts. Sometimes the finished product is a mess of cringe and other times, I get lucky and write something that may resonate with something inside of me, however, no matter the quality or how cringey I find a piece to be, it is still something that I have created all on my own. So I thought I'd share and log some of them here in italics, if the post has any context I feel needs to be filled in, I'll add that in bold.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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[b]This piece was my first and only journal entry on Deviant Art, I had used the service very briefly to submit my written work, however, have since stopped using it due to various reasons. I have omitted a section of the last sentence due to its irrelevance to the piece as a whole, I have also changed the username in the title to make it somewhat more relevant.[/b]

[i][h3]Your Journal Ver. Allel[/h3]

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There is this fondness that envelops me when I think about life, not my life specifically or the life of an idol, but the concept itself. Life is this amazingly complex type of structure that seems as an impossibility even when it's basic and advanced steps are explained to you. Through all my lessons of cellular respiration, enzymes, the construction of polypeptides and protein synthesis, the base pairing of DNA and gene structure of chromosomes, I still feel a sense of awe and mystery in life. You can look at the building blocks and how they are put together but understanding the beauty of the end product seems like an abstract subject of its own.

There was this quote I read somewhere, I think it was from Carl Sagan, it was along the lines of, and I am paraphrasing here, "Science is the universes way of understanding itself." I'm not even sure if I am getting my understanding across yet in this jumble of words, to put it simply, if you look at life, and remove all the semantics, all of the specifics, I feel what you are left with is an image, a feeling, an abstract understanding, of something that is truly beautiful.

What amazes me more is that beauty is a human concept and so when I look up at the twinkling stars of the night sky, that awe inspiring feeling that builds in my person, is a human construct. I've been conditioned to associate an emotional attachment to the act of staring at the stars, in such a way that merely looking at the night sky can affect my mind in a very real way. It brings a smirk to my face to realize that the mere act of looking at the sky can bring me happiness, and that this is something I have manufactured in a way. It draws to question, in what other ways can we as human beings, be manipulated? Just food for thought I suppose.
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