Thought

Why are we so intent upon wiping thought from everyone’s mind? Why must everyone be ‘In the Moment’? And more importantly, Why, once we’ve been ‘brought back’ against our will, must we insist upon ourselves staying there, trying desperately to create small talk, so that we don’t relapse into thinking again?

Is that the subsistence of our thought? To occupy our mind only until someone else saves us from such an unrequited pursuit? Why do we, as a generation find it easy to talk and toil, but the intricacies of thought are too much for us to handle?

A person is sitting alone thinking, having her food, next to a group of people, fairly loud and fairly acquainted with her. Why is it that when someone from this group of people espies her in all her solitude, that her solitude must be broken by any means possible? Why must it be assumed that she is thinking of someone and that said interest s romantic? Is love simply assumed to be the only thing that causes us to think, thought otherwise being an abnormal activity?

But then, wouldn’t that make love an exception, something that wouldn’t exist in an ideal person? But if love is just another form of humanity, a feeling that more often than not expresses itself in a person, then asking such questions, questions that steal thought and brand it as something abnormal, something to be looked askance at, is probably just as bad as molesting someone’s mind – an activity that nobody else can observe, but the stigma, the THOUGHT of it never stops presenting itself.