''Thinking''

My thinking believes it’s pure breaking down complexity, analyzing it with curiosity, and blending it with imagination. I’d describe my thinking as humanistic; it serves its own self both mentally and physically. It centers on humans, seeks opinions but doesn’t always rely on them, flows naturally, and craves independence. It entertains interpretations and enjoys the influence of external forces.

Yet, it’s not pure spoiled by catchy phrases, big words, fancy clothes, and emotional people. It gets attracted and distracted, often diverting from its original path. It sparks internal debates and waters down its own thoughts. It loves listening to itself in quiet spaces but fears big screens and stages. It longs to be externalized, to grow a physical form, but lacks the courage to find its voice. It believes in presence; it can expand or shrink with momentum. It’s left to fly, to observe, and waits for the landing.