Funny how I have so many thoughts and so little to say. Or so much to say and no idea how to say it. Whatever the case, it has been awhile.

 

 

Lately I have been wondering exactly who I am. How can I define myself. Is there anything that makes me uniquely me. I have asked many people these same questions that I have asked myself (Of course rephrased to refer to them instead of me) and no one has given me a single satisfactory answer. From this I begin to wonder, are we all just rehashed content that seems to appear new at first glance?

 

From there I move onto thoughts that deal with the basic nature of ideas themselves. Being as everything we do, say, and think is taught to us from the very day we are born, (ie: what colour is a cow, you in all likelihood will answer black and white, but the truth is that not many cows actually are black and white, take a look next time you go past a herd.), what is creativity but what we are taught to believe is creative? How much original content is there and where does it come from?

 

 

From there you probably can tell that time spent alone and undistracted is bad for me. The problem is, I have spent most of a year in exactly that state and I have plans that will make it worse starting June fifth.