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[qu_is]

thoughts collide:
deconstructed concepts
considered then developed.
I speak.
thus formed, my thoughts release - into a unknown void
owned and claimed, they wait,
where random chance and complex connections
dictate
whose eyes will see, and minds consider,
my opinions.

a voice,
randomly chancing upon my words,
ignorant of consideration and tone,
reacts with emotive aggression
then, unwilling to own this opinion,
signs - anon.
these unclaimed, un-thought words,
a reaction to a part and not the whole,
clash against my rational world
of carefully questioned logic.
no ownership of opinion
leaves no opening for discussion
- so all I can reply, is that:
"I am not here to convert or subvert
your thoughts.
This is simply my opinion.
It is a challenge: a question
in search of a thoughtful critique."
There is no reply.

a thought,
reaches through unrelated confusions
to probe and dissect my own.
an understanding that an opinion
is simply a idea in search of analysis,
rouses
a divergent opinion and sparks an inquiry:
a request for deeper exploration,
for further explanation.
the counter opinion is owned,
the conversation opened:
back and forth - explanations
from each participant
are followed by further questions.
a certain level of understanding
once reached -
allows each to part,
now, with a new perspective
with which to search.

thoughts collide:
new considerations are deconstructed,
considered then developed.
I speak.
thus formed, my thoughts release - into a unknown void
owned and claimed, they wait.
where random chance and complex connections
dictate
whose eyes will see, and minds consider,
my opinions.