Well, indeed I do. It’s just that I’ve used an audio and a visual to produce a visualization. Are you ready to come along for the ride?
For me, T.A.R.D.I.S. means Tossing Ancillary Rubbish Deep In Space.
I was walking one day and the song Also Sprach Zarathustra came on my mp3 player. Immediately in my mind’s eye, I pictured myself in the Tardis, with the doors open to the universe. As the song builds, I see myself inside, pushing a box closer and closer to the door. The contents of the box can vary, but are usually thoughts, feelings, situations and attitudes that I no longer want in my life. With each rising crescendo of music, that box gets closer and closer to the edge until the last peak of music, when I tip it out the door and watch it float away. I close the doors and that’s that.
It’s a very liberating feeling, tossing your baggage out into the universe; to free yourself of things that you don’t need to have hanging around you anymore.
So far, I’ve jettisoned a box of depression and negative thoughts, a debilitating self-directed attitude, a few people and a bunch of worry.
Hopefully, my boxes won’t end up as space junk for others to navigate through, but will instead drift towards an atmosphere where they will burn to a crisp and never bother anyone, ever again.
Nah, I’m not geeky at all….
|“||O man, take care!
What does the deep midnight declare?
“I was asleep—
From a deep dream I woke and swear:—
The world is deep,
Deeper than day had been aware.
Deep is its woe—
Joy—deeper yet than agony:
Woe implores: Go!
But all joy wants eternity—
Wants deep, wants deep eternity.”