I know you must be confused by now, scratching your head and saying, “What the heck does Also Sprach Zarathustra have to do with the Tardis? This woman must not have her Sci Fi head on straight.”
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.”