Thinking About Thoughts

It's said that every thought, ever thought, exists.  Granted, that celestial repository is elusive, but not necessarily impossible.  Is it possible that the energy produced by thinking imprints a quantum fabric so fine that, like our nose, looms before us?

We humans have always wanted to preserve our observations, knowledge, and wisdom.  The universe may do that by default and perhaps some of our distant ancestors knew this.  But in the meantime, they had to invent language - to translate thoughts "inside the head" to the ears of those apart.  Then they told stories, and their children re-told the stories and so on.  Yet, as with every generation, since Eden, the youth were sending their inheritance to hell in a hand basket.  To protect the integrity of their thoughts they learned to inscribe symbols in stone or other more permanent manner.  Let the foolish youth mess with that!  There was value in having previous thoughts (aka learning) available.  As one wag put it, "invent the wheel once, not a gazillion times."  But I digress.

Now our thoughts are kept for what may be a forever in the cloud of cyber space.  Recently I read some emails sent long ago from my late father.  His gentle and delightful musings exist, available to those with access.  I had to think of our own postings on Facebook, Twitter, emails, and such, placed in that weird realm of frequency imprint.  In that sense, thoughts have become immortal.

That realization prompts the admonition "post not that which you may regret."  Not quite an edict from a prophet, but it seems to have common ground with the ancient adages - be deliberate in your thinking for it lives beyond your temporal experience.  Your grandmother told you that -  if you can't say something nice about someone then don't say anything at all.  Or, as your humble writer would posit, what do you want as a result of your thinking?  It's a heady thought.

In a sense we are the product of who-knows-how-long of thinking.  We're adding to that body of thought/energy.  What do we want?  What kind of world do we wish to bestow upon the upcoming generation?  What labors to invent another wheel may be spared? They'll create their own world, as we created ours, for sure.

Yet, when considering all that we've thought, from a higher realm, it would be nice to know that our efforts, our thoughts, helped create a better life experience.  That can only be accomplished now - in this moment.  I'm sure my late parents are doing that in their own manner.  It just may be that the celestial frequency is getting closer and closer...