sometimes

Sometimes, my own name, sounds alien to me.
As if it does not belong to me.
Like a word from another language, which expects a different accent, and no matter how hard you try it will never come to you.

sometimes... sometimes...  I want talk about my life, to anyone who might want to hear what I have to say.

Think

'I think, therefore I am.'- Descartes

'I am, therefore I think.' - Heidegger

What does it mean to think?
Do you think what you feel or is it the other way around?
Can you think about only one thing at a time?
Can you really think enough to realize reality?
Do you think reality is real?
And what do you think is unreal? surreal?
What do you think, it means, 'to think'?

To think or not to think?
Can you ever stop thinking?
Does my thought construct me or do I construct my thought?
I think, it is a question similar to the one about the inception of the chicken or the egg?
And please do remember- 'God is Dead' (Neitzsche)!