Also known as meta-cognating.
Lately I have been thinking about thinking a lot, and I guess right now I’m thinking about writing about thinking about writing about thinking about thinking.
Well thinking about thinking is lonely in a way, because I think that I’m just a brain separated from everything else in my body, except if I’m just thoughts do I even own my body, and how do I move and act?
Science explains the electronic pulses in my brain (A.K.A all of me since I am just thoughts) and all my movements, but doesn’t it seem like we are something more? Or is that just overconfidence and superiority complexes?
And why did I just switch tenses?
Ok this journey into my mind is probably either boring you or hurting your brain so that is all for now, Goodbye!
Oh and I nearly forgot, as I used to say long ago:
It’s time for the Jedi..to end.