After writing a text, I often think that what I wrote is not exactly what I wanted to convey. It is a moment when I feel that I have nothing to say.
Usually, I have the impression that I never exhaust the topic. Moreover, I often feel that the text I wrote is just a seed of my thoughts, of what I wanted to convey. Even Fyodor Dostoyevsky raised such issues that people’s thoughts, impressions, and feelings will never be 100% transferred into spoken and written words. They will never exhaust the topic. Russian writer wrote that it is a high-minded kind of mental suffering. I suppose that I must agree with Dostoyevsky, not for the first time in my life. Often, when I have a seed of an idea, spark of inspiration, and incentives, my thoughts are flowing deep in my mind. It is a moment when I think that I can shout “Eureka” because I have a fresh concept to put on a virtual paper on the www.adammazek.com blog.
Unfortunately, when I want to write them down, I sometimes do not know how to do it.
I wrote many times before that when I do not know what to write about, I close my eyes and try to transform thoughts straight into words. It is true. Still, when some remarkable idea comes to my mind, I often feel helpless when I try to give away a core of this thought. Now I wonder if everything I wrote above is also everything I wanted to write. It is difficult to answer this question. I merely suppose that it is impossible to describe all feelings by words. I do not believe that we can put words into all our thoughts. The truth is that I think that also lyrics of Pink Floyd’s song, named “Time,” properly comment on this post. Sometimes after writing down some ideas or texts, I hum this song to myself. It goes something like this:
Thought I’d something more to say.
Well, perhaps I have nothing to say.
