ATOMIC THINKING

Thoughts are crowding my mind

They gang up against my opinions

And beat it up till it's maimed.

Stable

And without a sense of self

No original thoughts, no perceptions, no ideas.

But when my identity was threatened.

Rip!!!! I tore up my mind's curtain

To expose the holy of holies

Of the inception of my thought process.

Unstable

I begin to think for myself.

I imbibed those written thoughts

Availably arranged on bookshelves

Now, the thoughts in my mind

Are in constant motion.

My spirit is heated up

Because of the constant friction

Of my thoughts.

Constant, motion

Constant, friction

Contact…collision

KABOOOM!!!

Give me some mushrooms

And some soup

Before I begin...

Before I speak.

This is what I think.

Thoughts are crowding my mind

This is what I stand for.

My perception will not sit down.

My identity :
One way I think.

[Written 31/01/2012. Inspired by Izzi-Autora's posts, "Desperation: ...thoughts are crowding my brain" and "Confusion:...thoughts in her head collide," on her blog: blackvspink.wordpress.com]