Undoubtedly, in my case, reading evokes the desire to write. When I write, I don’t just feel alive. I feel like I’m living in full color.
A similar case is with walking. While doing this activity, I feel alive. Reading stimulates my mind and imagination, painting vibrant pictures in my head. While reading, I often feel an intellectual desire to write something by myself. I would say that reading and writing, in my case, are not just mental activities. They are the very essence of life. I would name it exercises for my mind and imagination. The more I read, the more I want to do it. Still, while reading, I always think I have something profound to say. I want to share my thoughts, insights, and ideas with other people. That’s why I write. While writing about all these things, I realized that thinking, whether while reading or writing, equals life.
Cogito, ergo sum. / I think, therefore I am.
Rene Descartes’s famous quotation often appears in my mind. There is no life without broadly defined thinking processes. Brain death practically means the death of the soul (whatever the soul is). I hope to live as long as possible. I know it’s cliche. Indeed, everyone wants to live as long as possible in proper health. Me too.
Nevertheless, I hope my romance with coldness and intermittent fasting will help to maintain my brain on the highest possible level until my death.
What does it mean for me? It means I want to read and write until the very last day of my life. I hope I will manage to do it. In today’s text, I want to inspire you, my Dear Friend, to read, feed, and nourish your mind and imagination with the book.
Moreover, I hope to inspire you to write your thoughts for other humans. I want you to realize the profound significance of leaving a legacy through your written words. Imagine the impact your thoughts and ideas could have on future generations. It’s a powerful and humbling thought, isn’t it? Read and write, my Dear Friend, as long as you can.
