What is thought? Is it the impulse from the brain? Is it nonsensical words cascading into rivulets that are eventually made into a series of coherent meanings? Can it be all just a symbol system of which we can never understand? Can it be that I have no idea what I am talking about?
Well, yes.
That is the answer. yes.
Anything you ask, is yes. Or, more poignantly, Indeed.
I turned on the radio just a few mins ago, hoping for some song that I know... but instead, my ears were molested by some screaming girl and bad percussion. Some kind of punk song. I tolerated it for a few debilitating minutes, just to make sure that my first reaction of disgust and dismay were accurate. Yes. They were. Indeed, the song was repulsive and so an impulse of electrifying mass (or un-mass) stressed my arm muscles and the little dial was turned to the off position once again.
Do you think God has one of those switches? He sees something going on in the world, and he gets interested or disgusted and turns off his vision? Wouldn't it be horrible to see ALL?
Indeed. I would personally disengage the replay button. Maybe put in a pause, so I could go get a drink or take a breather.
It would be like TIVO for the dieties. Indeed, what a world we live in, huh?
Or maybe I'm just tired - what a L o N g day!
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