Jigowatti
It’s
senseless, I know. It’s the whole point of this article; it hopes
to derive sense from senselessness. How? That’s a question I’m
not sure how to answer just yet.
In a
previous article about things that I love, I indicated that I love
talking sense and talking nonsense. It’s a schizophrenic dilemma
and yet a normal outpouring of the soul – my soul. Sense, after
all, is derived from a concept of similarity between two sentient
bodies. It is, I feel, a dictation of the society that, to make
sense, an idea is understood by more than one person. An idea is
agreed or disagreed upon by more than one person; that’s why I say
it is schizophrenic when sense is attained by an individual.
See?
Even the preceding paragraph makes sense to me. But if someone else
were to peruse it, it would not make sense anymore. Or so I hold to
believe.
On
the other side of the coin is senselessness. I believe it is brought
about by confusion; a going around in circles. Understanding is not
reached immediately; a solid concept is not established.
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