Sooo, if anyone ventured a guess as to why so many poppin' fresh strings of insight
Land in previously published posts instead of showing up in a train of thought that
Chugs out if my mind in a future post, which will be published somewhere
Down the line, how am I to know what you may think or feel when
The comment box is close to starving, suggesting why my hunger to know what's
Going through your mind remains unfed?
Seriously, aren't you as curious as I am to know why my mind feels need to
Backtrack, day after day, as if feeding an intuitive craving to absorb
Previously published trains of thought more deeply than
Proved possible during the writing process, the day before?
Hey! (Says the ringmaster of my brain)
Let's see if my power of intuition can help us to answer
This riddle, concerning the three ring circus train that can be seen
Chugging its way through tunnels of my subconscious, most especially when
Nightly activities are freed from their cages to dive into
Rivers of thought that run so deep and silent as not to awaken
My conscious awareness, which remains sound asleep until
An emergent train of thought, surfacing with a string of insights intact
Instinctively arouses the attention of my conscious mind at 4AM:
The voice of Intuition takes center ring:
Hmmm ... Speaking for myself
I don't always know why I do what I do when I do it, because
Much of what leads me to do this rather than that is purely so instinctive as to
By-pass the cognitive nature of my thought processor, time and again, so
Rather than telling, let's see if I can show you what pops out of me each time
Annie's brain frees me to direct her brain to write trains of thought that
Dive so deep into her memory bank as to retrieve information, which
As she writes, seems to simply pop out of the top of her head ... and
Now that we have a poppin" fresh plan, please open your eyes; hold
Your breath and take my hand, because
You and I are about to dive so deeply into Annie's active brain as to
See ourselves surface with a poppin' fresh string of insights, right here and now:
Speaking as the voice of Annie's intuition, I have no more clue than is true of you as to which string of insights, channeling deeper truths, are about to pop out before Annie's mesmerized eyes—first on her screen and then on yours—until a series of words, marching out of the depths of Annie's memory bank suggest that, day after day, Annie's well practiced power of intuition feels a compelling need to refresh her conscious awareness to strengthen her faith in this fact: Annie's well practiced power of insight senses the right time to emerge from subconscious storage though her conscious awareness has no clue of that fact for this reason: As soon as intuition assumes instinctive control over Annie's brain, the conscious portion of her thought processor is actually, automatically, placed on pause (suggestive of the fact that while Annie's brain is single-mindedly engaged in the process of writing or editing, she can't even hear people asking her questions unless they grow ever more determined to awaken and grab hold of her brain's conscious attention). While the conscious portion of Annie's thought processor is catching forty winks, strings of insight, which had continued to percolate, subconsciously, overnight, ripen to an ever deepening degree, and since this sense of enrichment took place while Annie's conscious awareness was fast asleep, thus is it intuitive thought that instructs additional insights to hitch a ride on a previously published train of thought, which, having tunneled through subconscious channels of Annie's brain, feels need to free an instinctive surging sensation to speak to her conscious awareness, again and again, and thus do we see a pattern that has shaped up whereby intuitive trains of thought, tunneling through the depths of Annie's brain, chug their way to the surface, delivering the gift of self propelled insight to her conscious mind, which feels aroused to awaken with need to write it-knows-not-what before the crack of each new dawn, and since, deeper truth confirms the fact that Annie's conscious awareness was in a foggy state of sleepiness when all of that nightly, mental activity was on the prowl, tunneling through her memory bank, making withdrawals, here and there, how can we hold the mesmerized state of her conscious awareness accountable for placing strings of insights, here or there, when deeper truth cautions us to remember that Annie's posts are truly written by her intuitive voice, which knows to concur with common sense during nightly brainstorming sessions, which indicate which post is best suited to receive each fresh flash of insight that feels need to backtrack in order to land here rather than there ... And off the top of the intuitive portion of Annie's head, that's the best explanation that I can offer to clarify why back tracking in order to plant insights into previously published posts feels necessary if Annie's cognitive solution seeking skills are to deepen and expand her band of personal strengths over this fourth stage of her life—
And with that said, Intuition takes a bow and exits the center ring while
Annie's Ringmaster, facing the rest of the sum of her parts, thinks to say:
Thank you, Intuitive Thought, for answering today's riddle, plain and simple
Because 'plain and simple' proves to be all that our friend Annie's brain
Feels capable of handling, at least momentarily ...
As to her back-tracking pattern of adding insights to previously published posts—
Well, this seems to be the perfect place to offer a picture instead of
Writing a thousand words to describe what Annie's conscious awareness
Looks like while her well practiced power of intuitive thought is fully engaged in
Penning a post—and once your conscious awareness checks out the picture, mentioned above
I believe you'll have reason to picture my re-vitalized spirit fully engaged in LOL!
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