The weekend comes with a series of discussions for me. Within me, with my friends and mates. Time sometimes looks like the biggest illusion and sometimes it may seem like the only reality in this twisted, fabricated environment. Well since we can't be so sure, so let’s just not say a day or a few hours earlier, let’s just say earlier.
Earlier within a series of discussions on the need to write, I heard a very interesting argument that, "I can’t write on engineering topics, because I can't think of real stuff, the stuff that exists". This small argument has two vast topics within it.
Firstly, what is thinking. Is it like reciting, or remembering, or repeating? Or its the search of something new; things that don't exist. If you write on anything that exists or is real, it’s not thinking at all. It’s an effort to remember as much as you can, it’s a repetition of an event within your brain; it’s not thinking. So, my answer to this is, "you can't think of the real stuff".
So, don’t worry. Develop an idea, no matter ho stupid it is, feel it, think on it and one day it will be so crystal clear that you will be envisioning it, living in it and then there will be a search within you to make it real. Leave the last part on time. Or if it’s an illusion, on faith. Just write. Because every engineering marvel was once a stupid idea, that someone felt, though, envisioned and loved.
Secondly, what is the reality? Consider the macro figure, what if this entire world is a connected dream? What if we woke up one day and the test is over? In this prefabricated world, the reality is something that we are willing to accept. This word 'we' has many individuals that speak differently but hate to interrupt. They are the dreamers, the world operates because of the accepters, world changes because of the dreamers.
The reality was once a stupid idea, for which an individual searched some practical means. Just write whatever is in your head. Because in this scenario "whatever" is lesser important than "write".