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My thoughts have a lot of contradictions. This is why I find myself unable to write anything of substance in here. If it's in writing, I can argue with myself more easily and I don't like to argue with myself, because it reveals my inconsistency of... living.
I sit here writing paragraphs and paragraphs, and I find some error in my wording; "No, that's not really what I think, is it? Well I suppose in this scenario, it might be." I begin with, oh, I should tell Duncan my thoughts on his last post. I have a lot to say, so I'll write my own experience in a post. I also had a lot to say to Denise about her's, and to Joy in her response to Kristin's... but where do I begin? Once I start will I be able to finish? What if there is a lapse in my reasoning, I offend someone, or if I missed the point entirely? Does anyone really care to read and think about what I say? What if? And then I remove it all.
Will ever be able to complete a thought satisfactorily?
There is something about this existence that has me on edge. I live for thoughts, and yet I can't form my own coherently.
Inconclusively yours,
Me.
"A great many people think they are thinking when they are actually rearranging their prejudices."
- William James (1842-1910)
I sit here writing paragraphs and paragraphs, and I find some error in my wording; "No, that's not really what I think, is it? Well I suppose in this scenario, it might be." I begin with, oh, I should tell Duncan my thoughts on his last post. I have a lot to say, so I'll write my own experience in a post. I also had a lot to say to Denise about her's, and to Joy in her response to Kristin's... but where do I begin? Once I start will I be able to finish? What if there is a lapse in my reasoning, I offend someone, or if I missed the point entirely? Does anyone really care to read and think about what I say? What if? And then I remove it all.
Will ever be able to complete a thought satisfactorily?
There is something about this existence that has me on edge. I live for thoughts, and yet I can't form my own coherently.
Inconclusively yours,
Me.
"A great many people think they are thinking when they are actually rearranging their prejudices."
- William James (1842-1910)