The thought is a deed. Of all deeds, she fertilizes the world most. ~Emile Zola
My mental masturbations spew thought seeds into the moist digital void at an alarming rate…maybe not alarming…let’s say at a steady rate of at least one blog per day for over a year and counting. Dare I say, I write at a prolific rate without sounding conceited?
I sow seeds wondering if any have the fecundity to rewild the human mind with thoughts that are fresh and new one hundred years ago but faded when society tried to mold the human mind with rote education better suited to automatons, education forcibly cauterizing the centers dedicated to creative thought and clearly rational thinking.
Think I’m crazy? Look at the spoken folly existing as fact on both ends of the political mud wrangling. Enough said.
I hope my seeds impregnate some with thoughts and mental revolution flywheels into a better tomorrow. Otherwise, we are fucked as a society. No. We are already fucked. Hopefully, someone will rise to unfuck us.