What do we aim to accomplish when we touch ink to paper? Mark something down in eternity, plaster our thoughts upon and into being so that they may be recognized, acknowledged. Sort through them as we would a scattered mess of notes.
There is nothing inherently wrong with narcissism, no matter what people may have you believe. I've once thought so, cycled around to the present, and, perhaps, will go full circle multiple times. It is in our nature. We think so much about ourselves.
The only constant is our thoughts is their inconsistency so we seek to immortalize them while we can.
We are not our thoughts; we are the sum of everything within us when our thoughts have settled and left and we are empty.
Think your thoughts, write them if you must, then set them on fire.
I've written a few things since my last post here. Been too busy with school to post much. Almost done with this semester though!
I hope all of you are well, my friends. Miss y'all everyday.