A thought comes dashing in from nothingness, I catch it, I feel it and I throw it back to nether. It comes back again, it's more evolved this time. It tries to make a bond and explore us further. I say hi! It tries to go away but I hold it tight. I want to talk to you; as I slowly try to tether. It keeps bouncing all around; stay with me! I beckon at first; then I shout, "come hither". It's broken now, but eyes open and astound. I say don't worry; "all your pieces I'll gather". It's a simple idea that came to me when I had finished watching Cate Blanchett's interview . She talks about dance as when "language is dispensed and distilled down to a gesture". In a way I feel thinking is dancing with thought(s). An idea knocks at the door, you let it come in and you form a relationship with it. You hold hands, dance together and probably end up taking it with you to a private corner of your mind. It co...
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