It was bound to happen, but when it was going to happen was never really previously consciously considered in a very definite time frame. Always that “it would be good to do this”, but never initiated as it is right now. A product of the DNA chromosonic make-up called procrastination...it has to be something that is genetically encoded into my biological make-up. There is no other explanation that could adequately allow me to say “yeah, that’s the ticket” and continue with life sans any effort to change that.
Then again, this was not exactly what I had thought I would be writing about when I was in one of my states of thought that would run my brain through a maze of deductive rambling and conclusions, inclusive of the statement of maybe I write it out. You know, share it with my eyes (and maybe other people’s eyes) to validate that I could think like that...or this. Topics of the “what is”, “maybe if” and “why not” categories that would be defined with the noun of the selected thought. The unveiling of the process, starting with the question requesting definition.
Where does this process take me? What is the purpose of this process, especially when the bits of revelation along the way of thinking would at times differ entirely than the previous attempt to answer the question. Is this just a mental exercise I do? Train the brain to think? Or am I just attempting to keep my brain fit? Or is there a purpose to all of this thinking?.
Does there always have to be a purpose. A reason as to the why or what, etc. Is it necessary? Would it make a difference if there were no purpose versus if there was a purpose?.
Purpose...two syllables, yet so powerful. Purpose equals validation. Validation equates to existence. Without validation, is there existence? If something happens, does it happen without validation?
What is validation? Can you buy it at the store? Well, sometimes you can, like those stores where you need to validate your parking ticket so you don’t have to pay the parking fee. That’s validation via purchase.
Is validation only accomplished when there is a reaction. Does it matter if the validation is positive or negative? A stamping of your parking ticket or a punching of your nose. A smile or a frown. Forms of validation.
Seems most of what we do is for the purpose of receiving validation of self. Something to tell us that we exist. That old “I think, therefore I am” suggests that we can validate ourselves. Which I tend to agree, but rare is the person that can live a life such as that where no external validation is necessary. Actually, I would tend to lean to the thought that there never was, is, will be a person that could exist that way.
To think of an existence lacking validation is essentially thinking of not existing.
Our physical being is based upon validation...our senses. If we sense nothing, we be dead. Am I wrong?
Or am I wrong...how would I know what is past that moment we call ‘time of death’? Is there a physical existence? How can we exist if only something cosmically non-physical lost in a rambling of thoughts. Like this rambling of thoughts I am going through now.
Holy shit, am I dead?
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