Coming back

I really wanted to post more this spring break, but the circumstances in which I had drafted some posts changed, with me being pulled away from publishing mid-post.

I don't like to leave something halfway.  No one does.  But life is so busy, so dynamic, so hectic and just chaotic at times.  We often don't know how to control ourselves let alone the wide world.

I believe thoughts sometimes need time to turn around in our head.  Not everything can be done at once.  But it's a constant busyness which can help keep us purposed towards some good.

But these things we want to do will stay in our minds.  They don't just erode.  They are planted, and if we cultivate them, little by little, they will grow.  Relationships, builds, projects, the grandest systems we wish to implement for a better, more efficient and enjoyable life down to the very basic simple ideas.

I saw Inception the other day with my half awake mother (wonder what she was dreaming), and it was really thought provoking watching it for a second time since it was released in 2010 (damn, human, time flies).  The idea of a foreign or created idea being the most infectious and least defendable thing in a human mind as brought up from the very start of the movie, is an extremely profound notion.  It takes a full understanding for it to manifest its ultimate power, but to get there and create, and pass on new ideas is just an awesome capability that I don't think we can argue against.  Passing them on may be the hard part, or rather is it the building up of the ideas into something understandable that's hardest?

We will come back to these thoughts, ideas, things and people.  There's time and space. But even if we never fully understand what we wanted to in the beginning, we can try to pass these ideas on before we leave this Earth. Hope it will continue to grow and flow.  And feel happy with the work we started.

I don't know when I will come back to you, but I will.  In this life, I will still feel the emptiness of unanswered questions which drive me towards good.  The pile of books to read, texts left without texts back, and tasks left in limbo.  After this life, I will come back someway.  If not physically, oh I'll find a way for my dust to make you sneeze. If not mentally, oh I'll find a way to make you think of what I left behind.  If you question my impact, I've just impacted you.  And that's  how I will come back.

Grant
ing you good thoughts