Friday, August 05, 2011

The black ink stutters through the tip of my pen's nib to layer itself on the page into what seems a cohesive formation of characters to the human eye. These characters bunch into words, which in itself represents a higher plane of cognition. The words further bunch into sentences, and sentences into paragraphs, and paragraphs into a single conscious thought, which is a symbol of supreme evolutionary being, as we know it.

But does such a supreme proof also reflect on the quality of what I vthink or express? Backtracking from a qualitative frame, I find that much of what I think about is as powerful as those single characters themselves - a whole no worthier than the atomic unit constitutes it. All that you just read has been as important as not having read at all...

This is vaguely familiar to the concept of idempotence,
1*1 = 1; 1%1 = 1

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