Too Many Thoughts
So many thoughts are flying around in my head. I start to write, decide I don't want to deal with what will come of it, start again, throw it away, write in my paper journal, think some more. All in a days/weeks/life's work of a writer.
There is an endless stream of frustration and what the fucks in the world. It has always been that way, but with the Internet giving everyone a platform to scream from it has only become worse.
Things on my mind that I have to get out of my head before they weigh me down. In no particular order or semblance of complete thoughts.
Duplicity and the fact that each side needs to exist. The dark wolf and the light wolf. Comedy and tragedy. Hate and love. Night and day. I've been wondering if there needs to be balance in the universe or if the see-saw of reality just keeps tipping back and forth as us silly humans try to get it into balance or to tip to the side we prefer?
The bitter cold is not my friend, but I'm itching to be outside around a campfire cooking a pot of stew for a bunch of friends followed by a late night conversation fueled by a bottle of good bourbon.
How politics brings out the worst in people. No matter what party you lean towards it is sad to watch someone raise their hand and instantly be swooped down upon. Or to watch bad decisions pile up and the masses stay silent. The ones who have "strong beliefs" or are "understanding," and yet both will rip apart those they don't agree with.
My need for a new video game to be immersed in. I've played my way through Assassin’s Creed Odyssey and am enjoying their year of episodes and new stories, but I need something new. With The Division 2 and Far Cry New Dawn arriving soon, I hope I find a new story to escape from reality into.
As we worry how AI and robots are going to affect our world, every day I'm more concerned about how humanity is doing an excellent job of it on our own. The ignorance of so many who ignore science for their own beliefs or who possess less than a drop of empathy towards those they don't know baffles me.
If you ever want to see a variety of faces from a college classroom all you have to do is be a 40ish, white, male and start a sentence with "As a feminist, I believe..."
Those are the things in my head. I feel much better getting them out of my head. Each almost turned into a longer post and perhaps they will. The clearing of the brain is something I need to do from time to time. Plus, I know it always sparks a conversation with those I care about so I look forward to those chats.