Been pre-occupied with the non-stop pondering of what I should do next.. and it's a delicate balance between making goals and a plan, but also floating along and letting yourself be taken away on this random, spontaneous ride of life. It's as though i'm on this non-stop quest to figure out life- when in reality, there's nothing to figure out. Things just keep happening, situations arise, things occur.. and the brain just doesn't stop powering this machine with non-stop thinking about everything during it all.. about what is, isn't, could be, would be, should be.. Constantly in a battle between fact and fiction. But a lot of times i can't ever catch a single thought, because I'm not actually thinking about one single particular thing.. but instead it's kind of a feeling- combined with thinking- or imagining, or marveling about things like, how intriguing the spaces between things are.. everything being shaped by time and space.. beautiful mishaps, causality, consciousness, nothing expanding into something.. it's all so incredible!
soo.. could perhaps have some truth to it, but maybe that's why so many people now have adhd.. because there's just so much happening, so complete sensory overload! humans and their brains.. adaptation.. it takes time.. and after thousands of years, we're suddenly in this technological age when we're doing 7 things at once. percieving the world through 5 senses. it's a tug of war. So as i was saying.. it's all a delicate balance. and floating.
and I think that only daring speculation can lead us further and not accumulation of facts. - Einstein
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