Confused me
In view of my thoughts, with regards to my imagination, I remain astonished and amazed at the ideas that crosses through my mind every minute of the hour, every hour of the day. Some good and some bad, but all the same the thoughts still come.
Sometimes I wish all my imaginations come true but then again that thought and wish changes when I remember evil thoughts are inclusive. I sometimes wonder what we would have become without a thought of our own, an imagination of our own.
Would there have been creativity?
Would there have been science?
I sometimes wonder.
Brainstorming through these ideas that crosses my mind, I become more confused. Confused that I was born, I'm growing and I'll die. Confused that we are the solutions to our problem and the problems to our solution. Confused that the world is filled with people with different contradictory ideas coming through their minds.
All these I ponder as I sit helpless and tired of the situations that surround my present time.
Why this? Why that? I blame the devil but forget to blame myself for having creative thought but not taking the move to turn them to reality.
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