Subconscious writing

This is an attempt at writing down my thoughts as they come to me. The idea of subconscious writing alludes me. These words, where are they coming from? When have I heard them, or thought of them? Is it possible that just the act of writing brings them into existence? Which brings me to the question, why do we do the things we do? Where do thoughts and ideas come from? How am I and what makes me; me?

Thoughts

Thoughts are an idea or opinions produced by thinking or occurring suddenly in the mind. Thinking is the process of considering or reasoning about something. So thoughts are our attempt at reasoning. The neural electrical reactions in our brain that are trying to make logical sense of our world.

The reason we think is to understand. Thoughts are our attempt at coming to conclusions. Reasoning with our external and internal ideas.

Ideas

Ideas are thoughts with intended action. An idea is constructing a thought, imagining it in reality. I had a thought, I had an idea. Thoughts are internal manifested. Ideas have the possibility to be externally manifested.

Subconscious

Our subconscious is the part of our brain of which we are not fully aware. Put simply subconscious is the part of our brain we are not actively using or paying attention to.

Our brains are moving and being used all the time, they are amazing energy suck. Using our brain burns a massive amount of calories. In saying that. Ideas, and thoughts in our subconscious are always running, even when we are not aware of them.

Subconscious writing

Is writing without active intent. Without ponder, thoughts or ideas previously obtained. Subconscious writing is a form of actively thinking in real-time. As a thought or idea comes into your mind, it coincided directly into words as it happens.

Conclusion

subconscious writing no longer allures me, the phantom behind the curtain has been revealed. And it was been its own undoing. From the mere act of subconscious writing; itself.

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