"Isn't thinking a weird thing?"

Plums. Exams = lateness. Well OK, I'm late normally anyway...Moving on...
This week I've been doing everything! Music lessons (apparently I'm a natural at piano - next comes guitar :P), gardening, thinking, and as usual, not doing this 'till last. I really gotta get this done sooner.

Isn't thinking a weird thing? I mean, you start off thinking about, jeez I dunno... What kind of day you had... Then you think "Woah, someone died today... Someone gave birth today... Someone..." etc. Then you think of who died. How many? What killed them? Where? After those millions of things have gone through your head (probably without realising) and then you think "God, pollution. God! Is there a God? Pollution. Polar bears. One of those have probably died too. Wow."

And it carries on like this for a while. Just thinking. Religion, death, birth. Your own growth. What age will YOU live to? Will your children grow up to be like you? What will the world be like then? Who will you marry? Will you marry? Where and when will you die? Will the Earth be dead aswell soon? What movies will be out then?
And then you get a brain overload. Kinda. Or your folks call you to dinner. If you're a deep thinker you'll think "Will Sunday roasts be around in a few years? What about my parents?" ... Do you realise how much there is to think about? How much there is to discover, how much there is in life to figure out and see. Your existence is only a blip in the Universal scale, but it's amazing how it dosen't matter to us. I'm not saying it's a bad thing. Our lives are the most important to us, to me. I'm selfish. We all are. Not in a spoilt way though. Do you understand me? This is amazing in a way. How can I explain what I mean? I've got all eternity. There we go. I can't use every single word I want to use 'cuz after this column I have to feed my rabbit, go on MSN, speak to my nan, and stop typing for a bit and give my fingers a rest.

How much information have we just taken in? Hardly any to be blunt. You've gotta think about all this yourself. Put yourself in another persons' shoes. I don't know. Well maybe I do. See?! We're all insane! We're not! What's normal?!

Sorry, I'm calm. So, yeh... This life, this universe, our life and someone elses. It all means the same to you, but not to someone else. Things change sooo much and we won't be around for all of it. But, as long as we all get a good run, eh? But then you start thinking again... Someone else won't. Someone's getting murdered right now... Weird, huh?
Kirst
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