If you thought that your actions
Would never be judged by me
Then You have sorely mistaken
The cardinal rule of three
First I will overlook
The flaws that I perceive
You could not hope to know
were my personal pet peeves
Second is your family
We are not cut from the same cloth
But third is when you lie to me
That is when I cut you off
On afterthought, maybe this wasn’t that bad of a decision. Leaving him, in fact, would probably be one of the best choices in life she’d make. It was obvious them being together wasn’t helping either; he was strapped to an illusory love, she was strapped to a bottom-end job in society. He wanted a family; she wanted a career. They simply didn’t match each other in any way. When they’d first met, they’d somehow quietly clicked but upon second thought, appearances was perhaps was where their similarities ended.
But on second thought, breaking up was also very hard.
A thought is a powerful thing, and with great power comes great responsibility. If you have a contribution put forth the effort whether it was good or bad we all have the power to change, alter, and mold the future. Use that to you’re advantage and be the difference.
Chris
terror and nights spent trembling under thin, holed blankets, thinking thinking and it doesn’t stop. You quake like the earth around a caldera
John
I think too much and can’t immerse myself in my experiences. Fantasies, worries, plans, memories, they all take monopoly over what is going on around me, the way I feel in my every step, the noises I hear, they are all blocked out by my earbuds, by my fears and hopes and dreams.
how can i not think about thought?
strange subject to not to think about.
i would rather wri
juu-ichi
Have you ever had an errant thought? We all have them, all the time. We don’t have to give them any power, though. These distractiing thoughts can just float through our minds without interrupting what we are doing. We can just say hello and then wave them off to disappear into the distance while we get on with what needs doing.
Terrill
I had a thought once. It was about war. Destruction of all things, and the rebirth of new, unfamiliar things. Thoughtless, mindless killing over nothing. Sometimes these thoughts send me reeling, screaming. It is then that I turn my thoughts to something less destructive, simply to get on with my life. Yet it is always there, the black, niggling fear tugging at the back of my skull, always being thought of whether I’m fully aware of it or not.
To think about thought is a funny though since you are thinking about your thinking which is thought. Cognativity.
Katie Elizabeth
The thought lingered in the air like a cloud over the sky. How do I take it captive when if feels so free? Thoughts are powerful and controlling. Thoughts make up who we are. Do grow how struggle as much as children? Sometime my thoughts are my enemies and they scare me to death.
Crisnole
I was just thinking the other day about my thoughts. They take up most of my day. Try to not have thoughts. It’s difficult. Just when you think to yourself “Hey, I’m not having a thought right now!” You realize that that was just a thought.
i think about you
he thought that he would receive his sendwich at the end of january
andreea
The sixty second timer has run out, which now frees me to think clearly, without the pressure of a clock ticking in my ear. Someone else mentioned that we cannot stop thinking, and thus we must have some though in our heads at any given time, like tuna fish, who must keep swimming in order to push enough water through their gills to enable them to breathe. They cannot stop; They would soon die. Is our pursuit of thought so urgent and life threatening? Is it not possible to just let your mind roll along in neutral gear, being carried by the momentum of a previous idea? I would venture that thinking is like pedaling a bicycle, in that you basically need to do it to continue moving forward, but it is possible to freewheel, to let your mind be carried by an idea that is already there, without thinking up a new one. Surely as an intelligent species we have that much leeway, that much “room to breathe”, as it were. Surely we are capable of letting an idea just float in our heads, without analysing it or dissecting it, much as we can watch a sunset without having to contribute to making the world turn around so that the sunset can actually happen. I would venture that this ability to stop pedaling, to freewheel, and let the flow of logic and time wash over us rather than swimming against it, is what makes us truly the masters of our fate.
I know, I broke the rules of this site. That’s the whole point. It made the experience a lot better for me. I hope it was interesting for you, even though I know the probability of anyone reading this is sub-zero. Goodnight.
tonykeyesjapan
I thought about it for a while, thought about it hard.
They way you looked at me, the way your lips moved as you talked. I thought about you. Everything about you. I thought about how in love with you I was and how in love with you I’ll always be. I thought about the day you told me you loved me too.
runningfromlions
Thoughts. These are the enemy. Staying present in the moment is very difficult when thoughts arrive. They take me to the past. They take me to the future. It is not even today what matters. It is this very moment that I am battling for to stay present and free of thoughts.
Thought of you. Thought of me, of us, you AND me. Thought about things that I want to happen, all the wishes I wished would come true. Thought about all the things we could be. Thought about how ridiculous such thoughts are, how impossible it is. Thought about if you ever knew that I thought of you. Thought about if you ever thought of me. I thought of you, the way you thought about things. Thought about telling you, that I love you and want you and need you. And that I thought of you. But I thought ‘No’, because I thought that you might not like that thought at all. I thought that maybe then you’d run away. Or maybe I would be the one that runs away. I’ve thought about not thinking about you, removing you from my thoughts. Maybe it’s better if I had never thought of you at all, but then I thought, what a loss that would be.
Nurul
I sat there in silence, a look of pondering inquiry upon my face, and thought. I thought about nearly everything, from life to death to everything in between .
Arielle
to think about something is the least and most we can do. nothing is more powerful than our thoughts but nothing makes us weaker than our doubts.
i have been teaching about cognition and learning. a thought. sounds so simple, yet i have been plagued by my thoughts these last weeks. thought is what killed mary ann . thought and thoughts going through her head. she thought she was a burden to us. she was not.
“I thought you knew what you were doing?”
Kerry followed her best friend through the trees, carrying several bags that Jamie had insisted they would need.
“I do,” Jamie replied over her shoulder, “Don’t be so impatient.”
The forest was growing darker and Kerry was growing more nervous by the minute.
“I’ve changed my mind,” she said finally, “I want to go home.”
Jamie stopped and turned around with a frown. She could see Kerry was frightened, but they had no time for nervous-Nellies.
Jamie pointed back through the trees.
“Fine. Home is that way.”
Kerry looked back through the trees as Jamie started on into the forest.
“I’m coming!” she stated quickly and hurried after Jamie.
I thought I could lay here forever. Then, I realized, if I truly wanted that, and it came true, I would be alone for the rest of my life. Sometimes I think that might be best. Other times, not so much. I don’t really know what to think anymore.
I thought that at the time, we were finally together, we would be together forever. I thought my life couldn’t have been better and then I lost it all. I thought you’d be there from that moment on, forever and ever. I thought I would have been good enough.
I suppose we all have that chance to wish we changed our minds. I didn’t. I won’t because I regretted never saying what I thought. So I think this now…”Love me back and I am yours”. He thought something else.
Sal
A bee crawling along my windowsill. Light flashing through the curtains. My roommate tossing and turning as she attempts to sleep. The pictures of my past hanging up on my walls. My fingers typing.
Ilana
I am often deep in thought and then realise that I have been sat thinking for minutes or hours. My internal monologue starts and I begin to realise that no one else can hear what I am thinking. As a child I would often become confused because I didn’t understand that I was just me and no one else could access or hear my thoughts. And everyday I would wake up and just still be me.
Sophie
WE all thought that the political party that we were representing was on track to win the up coming general election that was long over drew. However to our surprise the other side won with a majority vote, that never had a chance of retaining it seat.
I wish that I could spend more time doing this.
The last bastion of freedom in a world that increasingly discourages doing this independently.
Cake
Anthony Pitt
well i dont use this process as much as i need to but i figure i do ok with the little bit i do use. im brainwashed by society and tv
Toneukarin Okotie
fumbling around my head
pirates and princesses
college and girls
stripping themselves down
in accordance with my leisure
fighting each other
fighting to get out
random and wonderful
the human brain
a woman
Zoe Brouns
I am thinking right bow about what to write.. But there is too much time. There are many thought in my head all the time. I like thinking :) This is the creative action of the day.. But I am not making very much progress.
Linea
I think. That is all I can say. And what is there to say? Other than, I thought. I did not thought. There is nothing to say about that word. Scribe this. This conversation.
Jamie Wells
I thought life would be easy until it finally began and it’s showing me what it’s made of. I’ve never been so lost in thought. Thoughts constantly run through my head arguing against each other and I just listen and silently scream because my thoughts have a mind of their own.
It’s an image in your head, it’s a memory, it’s your brain telling you something.
Chanel
thought is always going on and forms who you are like water flowing over rocks for an extended period of time. make sure its clean water
arthur
thin wisps of cloud drift between the raggedy scaffolding supporting her fragile mind and she swears she can reach out to catch them, feel the silky slips slide and weave around and between stunted nail-bitten digits then away and she screams again and again because she can never ever quite grip them and the scaffolding shakes.
everyone constantly has a thought on their mind. every second of every minute of every hour of every day. thoughts always crowd one’s mind and they never cease to exist no matter how much you may try to get rid of some thoughts they will always be there.
i thought maybe i like you really much, and maybe i could be with you for a long time. there is so much to know about you, so much to learn, it could be interesting. but then you started really liking me, and calling me, and wanting to see me more, and now i don’t want to see you anymore why am i so stupid i can’t help it
brain, write, speak, love, feelings, believed, perceived, notion, assumption, think, dream, wrong, fought, sought
If you thought that your actions
Would never be judged by me
Then You have sorely mistaken
The cardinal rule of three
First I will overlook
The flaws that I perceive
You could not hope to know
were my personal pet peeves
Second is your family
We are not cut from the same cloth
But third is when you lie to me
That is when I cut you off
On afterthought, maybe this wasn’t that bad of a decision. Leaving him, in fact, would probably be one of the best choices in life she’d make. It was obvious them being together wasn’t helping either; he was strapped to an illusory love, she was strapped to a bottom-end job in society. He wanted a family; she wanted a career. They simply didn’t match each other in any way. When they’d first met, they’d somehow quietly clicked but upon second thought, appearances was perhaps was where their similarities ended.
But on second thought, breaking up was also very hard.
A thought is a powerful thing, and with great power comes great responsibility. If you have a contribution put forth the effort whether it was good or bad we all have the power to change, alter, and mold the future. Use that to you’re advantage and be the difference.
terror and nights spent trembling under thin, holed blankets, thinking thinking and it doesn’t stop. You quake like the earth around a caldera
I think too much and can’t immerse myself in my experiences. Fantasies, worries, plans, memories, they all take monopoly over what is going on around me, the way I feel in my every step, the noises I hear, they are all blocked out by my earbuds, by my fears and hopes and dreams.
They scream loudly to be noticed.
how can i not think about thought?
strange subject to not to think about.
i would rather wri
Have you ever had an errant thought? We all have them, all the time. We don’t have to give them any power, though. These distractiing thoughts can just float through our minds without interrupting what we are doing. We can just say hello and then wave them off to disappear into the distance while we get on with what needs doing.
I had a thought once. It was about war. Destruction of all things, and the rebirth of new, unfamiliar things. Thoughtless, mindless killing over nothing. Sometimes these thoughts send me reeling, screaming. It is then that I turn my thoughts to something less destructive, simply to get on with my life. Yet it is always there, the black, niggling fear tugging at the back of my skull, always being thought of whether I’m fully aware of it or not.
To think about thought is a funny though since you are thinking about your thinking which is thought. Cognativity.
The thought lingered in the air like a cloud over the sky. How do I take it captive when if feels so free? Thoughts are powerful and controlling. Thoughts make up who we are. Do grow how struggle as much as children? Sometime my thoughts are my enemies and they scare me to death.
I was just thinking the other day about my thoughts. They take up most of my day. Try to not have thoughts. It’s difficult. Just when you think to yourself “Hey, I’m not having a thought right now!” You realize that that was just a thought.
i think about you
he thought that he would receive his sendwich at the end of january
The sixty second timer has run out, which now frees me to think clearly, without the pressure of a clock ticking in my ear. Someone else mentioned that we cannot stop thinking, and thus we must have some though in our heads at any given time, like tuna fish, who must keep swimming in order to push enough water through their gills to enable them to breathe. They cannot stop; They would soon die. Is our pursuit of thought so urgent and life threatening? Is it not possible to just let your mind roll along in neutral gear, being carried by the momentum of a previous idea? I would venture that thinking is like pedaling a bicycle, in that you basically need to do it to continue moving forward, but it is possible to freewheel, to let your mind be carried by an idea that is already there, without thinking up a new one. Surely as an intelligent species we have that much leeway, that much “room to breathe”, as it were. Surely we are capable of letting an idea just float in our heads, without analysing it or dissecting it, much as we can watch a sunset without having to contribute to making the world turn around so that the sunset can actually happen. I would venture that this ability to stop pedaling, to freewheel, and let the flow of logic and time wash over us rather than swimming against it, is what makes us truly the masters of our fate.
I know, I broke the rules of this site. That’s the whole point. It made the experience a lot better for me. I hope it was interesting for you, even though I know the probability of anyone reading this is sub-zero. Goodnight.
I thought about it for a while, thought about it hard.
They way you looked at me, the way your lips moved as you talked. I thought about you. Everything about you. I thought about how in love with you I was and how in love with you I’ll always be. I thought about the day you told me you loved me too.
Thoughts. These are the enemy. Staying present in the moment is very difficult when thoughts arrive. They take me to the past. They take me to the future. It is not even today what matters. It is this very moment that I am battling for to stay present and free of thoughts.
Thought of you. Thought of me, of us, you AND me. Thought about things that I want to happen, all the wishes I wished would come true. Thought about all the things we could be. Thought about how ridiculous such thoughts are, how impossible it is. Thought about if you ever knew that I thought of you. Thought about if you ever thought of me. I thought of you, the way you thought about things. Thought about telling you, that I love you and want you and need you. And that I thought of you. But I thought ‘No’, because I thought that you might not like that thought at all. I thought that maybe then you’d run away. Or maybe I would be the one that runs away. I’ve thought about not thinking about you, removing you from my thoughts. Maybe it’s better if I had never thought of you at all, but then I thought, what a loss that would be.
I sat there in silence, a look of pondering inquiry upon my face, and thought. I thought about nearly everything, from life to death to everything in between .
to think about something is the least and most we can do. nothing is more powerful than our thoughts but nothing makes us weaker than our doubts.
i have been teaching about cognition and learning. a thought. sounds so simple, yet i have been plagued by my thoughts these last weeks. thought is what killed mary ann . thought and thoughts going through her head. she thought she was a burden to us. she was not.
“I thought you knew what you were doing?”
Kerry followed her best friend through the trees, carrying several bags that Jamie had insisted they would need.
“I do,” Jamie replied over her shoulder, “Don’t be so impatient.”
The forest was growing darker and Kerry was growing more nervous by the minute.
“I’ve changed my mind,” she said finally, “I want to go home.”
Jamie stopped and turned around with a frown. She could see Kerry was frightened, but they had no time for nervous-Nellies.
Jamie pointed back through the trees.
“Fine. Home is that way.”
Kerry looked back through the trees as Jamie started on into the forest.
“I’m coming!” she stated quickly and hurried after Jamie.
I thought I could lay here forever. Then, I realized, if I truly wanted that, and it came true, I would be alone for the rest of my life. Sometimes I think that might be best. Other times, not so much. I don’t really know what to think anymore.
I thought that at the time, we were finally together, we would be together forever. I thought my life couldn’t have been better and then I lost it all. I thought you’d be there from that moment on, forever and ever. I thought I would have been good enough.
I suppose we all have that chance to wish we changed our minds. I didn’t. I won’t because I regretted never saying what I thought. So I think this now…”Love me back and I am yours”. He thought something else.
A bee crawling along my windowsill. Light flashing through the curtains. My roommate tossing and turning as she attempts to sleep. The pictures of my past hanging up on my walls. My fingers typing.
I am often deep in thought and then realise that I have been sat thinking for minutes or hours. My internal monologue starts and I begin to realise that no one else can hear what I am thinking. As a child I would often become confused because I didn’t understand that I was just me and no one else could access or hear my thoughts. And everyday I would wake up and just still be me.
WE all thought that the political party that we were representing was on track to win the up coming general election that was long over drew. However to our surprise the other side won with a majority vote, that never had a chance of retaining it seat.
I wish that I could spend more time doing this.
The last bastion of freedom in a world that increasingly discourages doing this independently.
Cake
well i dont use this process as much as i need to but i figure i do ok with the little bit i do use. im brainwashed by society and tv
fumbling around my head
pirates and princesses
college and girls
stripping themselves down
in accordance with my leisure
fighting each other
fighting to get out
random and wonderful
the human brain
a woman
I am thinking right bow about what to write.. But there is too much time. There are many thought in my head all the time. I like thinking :) This is the creative action of the day.. But I am not making very much progress.
I think. That is all I can say. And what is there to say? Other than, I thought. I did not thought. There is nothing to say about that word. Scribe this. This conversation.
I thought life would be easy until it finally began and it’s showing me what it’s made of. I’ve never been so lost in thought. Thoughts constantly run through my head arguing against each other and I just listen and silently scream because my thoughts have a mind of their own.
It’s an image in your head, it’s a memory, it’s your brain telling you something.
thought is always going on and forms who you are like water flowing over rocks for an extended period of time. make sure its clean water
thin wisps of cloud drift between the raggedy scaffolding supporting her fragile mind and she swears she can reach out to catch them, feel the silky slips slide and weave around and between stunted nail-bitten digits then away and she screams again and again because she can never ever quite grip them and the scaffolding shakes.
I thought the safety was on, but the look on his face, and the smoke coming from the newly made hole in my coat pocket, told me differently.
Negative thoughts and how I wish they would stop. I can smile but my brain will tell me it’s wrong and that it will never truly belong.
everyone constantly has a thought on their mind. every second of every minute of every hour of every day. thoughts always crowd one’s mind and they never cease to exist no matter how much you may try to get rid of some thoughts they will always be there.
i thought maybe i like you really much, and maybe i could be with you for a long time. there is so much to know about you, so much to learn, it could be interesting. but then you started really liking me, and calling me, and wanting to see me more, and now i don’t want to see you anymore why am i so stupid i can’t help it