Thoughts...
What are thoughts, I'm thinking...
Are they only electricity exchanged between the particles of my brain as 0s and 1s running through a computer's circuits?
What is their nature and what about their purpose aside from driving me insane when I'm sleepless late at night /early in the morning on a work or school day!
My thoughts are running wild and they are pictures and music, in motion in my head, dancing in the moonlight and starshine and flowing like blood throug my veins...
Thoughts are hectic little things that I can never seem to control as much as I'd want to...
I mean, one minute, I'm being serious and everything's fine, then someone else says a sentence, I hear one of the words and then my brain sends me nonsense recollection about that word and most of the times, the link between the said word and brain feedback is known only by me.
Sometimes, its starts a song, others, it can be memory of a time when one of my friends said a sentence with the word used in this whole other context.
And since my bestfriend is the Queen of spontaneous double-entendres, well, that give my brain a lot of silly material to use to make me look like a quack in front of people, because I can never tell them why I start giggling out of nowhere (well, for them, at least) like a shy teenager! Sometimes, I wish thoughts would just leave me alone!
http://blog.myspace.com/lady_darksunmoon
Are they only electricity exchanged between the particles of my brain as 0s and 1s running through a computer's circuits?
What is their nature and what about their purpose aside from driving me insane when I'm sleepless late at night /early in the morning on a work or school day!
My thoughts are running wild and they are pictures and music, in motion in my head, dancing in the moonlight and starshine and flowing like blood throug my veins...
Thoughts are hectic little things that I can never seem to control as much as I'd want to...
I mean, one minute, I'm being serious and everything's fine, then someone else says a sentence, I hear one of the words and then my brain sends me nonsense recollection about that word and most of the times, the link between the said word and brain feedback is known only by me.
Sometimes, its starts a song, others, it can be memory of a time when one of my friends said a sentence with the word used in this whole other context.
And since my bestfriend is the Queen of spontaneous double-entendres, well, that give my brain a lot of silly material to use to make me look like a quack in front of people, because I can never tell them why I start giggling out of nowhere (well, for them, at least) like a shy teenager! Sometimes, I wish thoughts would just leave me alone!
http://blog.myspace.com/lady_darksunmoon