Profundity

I am in awe of me

I sat in the rain today thinking. I Am Profound.

A bird flew overhead and I thought to myself ‘birds of a feather are we, weathering the storm of life with graceful flight’. It’s a blessing and a curse to have this immense insight into humanhood and lifeliness.

I went to a liberal arts college so I have considered my profundity before, sitting in the quad while feeding crackers to a politician’s drunk son so he didn’t throw up on the fur coat his mom bought him in case winter was hard.

In my lifetime I’ve already discussed to death the concept of perspective, considering that maybe what I think of as purple, you think of as green and we will never know these differences because language limits our ability to communicate them. In fact, I have explored all possible interesting thoughts to ad nauseam. Pause for a moment. Think of an interesting thought right now. Send it to me. I will tell you the number of times I’ve already thought about it. The depths of my mind are exhausting, and yet I am their prisoner.

My college’s slogan was ‘Creative Thought Matters.’ But once you’ve mastered creativity it’s actually much more difficult to just watch reality TV and order a matcha latte and not think about anything, and so that’s what I’m currently working toward - for the challenge of it.

If you have the pleasure of reading my work, you’re welcome. Know that while the things you will achieve philosophically will never match me, you are privileged to know me and hopefully that’s enough for you.

That being said, be sure to like, comment, subscribe, share my Substack with friends, families, coworkers, etc. Because my genius, as with all of history’s greatest minds, will only be able to make a meaningful intellectual impact if it can eventually get me monetized on YouTube.