Sleepy, tired and all of that other stuff that indicates some sort of lack of sleep, or just low energy and some other things that it is meant to indicate, or something. I don’t quite know as to what it is meant to indicate, but this is something that indicates something and so that is what I shall play around with in the hopes that I will get to the end of the day.
Well, it is almost midday and I am yet to start with the process of creating things, so here is where I start. I will write this, then some other things and then after those things I will write some more and find a way to claw along the path of which I have rolled out for myself but am pretending I did not so as to be able to express more surprise rather than less surprise, which just so happens to be the way that sometimes you need to roll and get ahead in order to go behind and move forward until you are ahead of yourself, so long as the deep diving does not go to deep.
But let us say that the diving does indeed get deep and you discover nothing. What happens from there? Do you go back to surface and get on with your life, content in the fact that there was nothing within yourself that was available for the art of discovery? Perhaps. Perhaps you get on with your life and forget about the event, though occasionally remember it as some little novelty of which you found was appreciable, but outside of that it is something utterly meaningless to you. However, in discovering that there really was nothing inside of yourself and you were all surface is still perhaps a discovery of deep discovering regardless of the implication. Perhaps this is the case as it still reveals a little more about yourself and that is something that you can grow from and expand upon and all that other stuff.
Say you decide to keep on going and keep looking, however. What then? Where do you go? Do you refuse to accept what it is that you’ve discovered, shake your fist and keep going? Perhaps that reveals some sort of denial, but it also reveals that there was something a little bit more at the same time. It reveals your refusal to perhaps accept a simple answer, which of course can lead down a dangerous path, just as any other choice can, but this is something best left considered by minds equipped to think about these sorts of things, as I am merely throwing words around and dipping my toes into some sort of shallow pool in the hopes that I sound smarter than I am.
Well, either that or I just managed to luck out and write something that some people might get something out of. I’m not sure as to which one yet. Give it a bit of time.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:56:45
Really not sure as to what I was going for here, though I don’t mind how surface this bit of writing turned out.
Written at home.