What do you generally think about?

I mean when you're gardening, or doing the dishes, or stocking shelves or doing anything that doesn't need your absolute attention?

I don't know what I think about. I fantasize about travel. Girls. I write bad songs in my head. Think up ideas for comic books or movies that will probably never be made. I think of what i'm going to eat later. I think a lot about the weather. Sometimes I psychoanalyze myself and ignore my own advice later on. Pretty boring stuff.

What about you?

 

music...I listen to music in my head 24/7

 

i think about things i need to do, things i have done, and things i wish to do. I hum little songs, and imagine colorful things. I can't describe it well. But my mind is a fairly interesting place.

 

how it's bullshit how marvel fans complain about supermans powers, but they have fuckin' gladiator, galactus, supernova, all kinds of other cosmically powerful beings who could beat supes ass.

"too powerful" my ass.

 

i constantly think about the immediate future.
i think about what really makes me happy, and what i really need.
seems to keep my head in a constant knot.

 

i think a lot about my future and what i want to do in life. where i want to live and how i want to go about it.

i think a lot about my current relationships with people and how others are doing

and if it happens to be a thursday, friday, or saturday i spend a lot of time thinking about what i'm doing that night.

 

I think about music, literature, secrets to myself, politics, love, jokes I make up, memories I have, or I just think about small ways to be happy.

 

i psychoanalyze myself and others, i imagine different scenerios, think of songs, argue with the other voices in my head

 

Me too...you have summed it up perfectly. Thats pretty much one half of my personality. The other half is constantly looking for beauty in little things like the way trees sparkle after the rain and the sun shines on them, or the way the world is so surreal at 5 in the morning, as if humans and ghosts work in shifts. Being gooey and sentimental about little things is one of my only comforts.

 

why are the voices in your head arguing?
sometimes i think i'm the only person who agrees with me.

 

Because some things aren't black and white. I might feel like doing something but it may be the wrong thing to do, it might hurt someone else or myself in the long run. I am a very ambiguous person. I am confused all the time. I don't really have a fixed morality or any set ideas about anything so I generally make stuff up as I go along. I'm very insecure and confused all the time. I am completely fine with it as well. I also apparently suffer from Anxiety. Bleh.

Thats me, I don't know about ghost lyric.

 

nothing is black and white, anymore :toetap05:
i guess i am just a very selfish person.

 

I think in shapes. the stuff in my head is so tightly meshed, interwoven, that I cannot say one thing in seriousness, everything is tangled, and I think in loops, and rises, flows, ebbs, glass globes, and enormous black steel blocks. liquid exploding fractally though other liquid, clouds shaped like their progenitor clouds, forever, until the black glossy surface is broken, and the whole of the picture is lost, unless there is no surface, and it only freezes for a time, a tree, bloomed from the chaotic order of current.

 

Sometimes I wish I was smart.

 

Well you don't come off as dumb.

 

nah man, you don't.
but you do come off as needy

 

You probably are able to trust your intuition and have a solid moral foundation hidden deep in your head that enables you to just do things without mulling too much over them.

My intuition sucks. My feelings haven't been doing what they are supposed to for years. I am naturally selfish, inclined to do ridiculous, destructive things...I generally have to think hard about what i'm doing in order to avoid trouble. I'm getting much better at it now that I am older.

 

now I am thinking about how I am totally lacking in that I only have 9078 songs on my computer... I wonder how many weeks I could go without hearing the same song twice....

 

oh, man.
trusting my intuition is what fucks and still fucks me.
and i think i am returning to the moral foundation my parents tried so hard to instill in me.
don't get me wrong man, i am just coming out of a slump where i didn't leave bed for three days.... and i think about it now, and i just don't know why...
anyway, my MO goes like this:
do i like this?
will i go to jail?
will my family get hurt?
that is pretty basic, but i'm sure you know what i mean.

i hate getting stuck thinkin and thinkin.
so i constantly say to myself, "ready? set? action!"
and i do some things even if not read or set...
still tryin to find the balance.

 

lol, i look at that and it confrims i am one confused motherfucker lol