Can people really go for periods of time and think of nothing? I don’t think it is possible... how could it be? It is so foreign to me. I suggest that people do actually think all that while... but once their mind is diverted they instantly forget it all. It’s not even on the tip of their tongue... it slips into the unconscious. Spacing out to me is when I am lost in thought. It is as though so many things whirl around; the only things caught are fragments of words but mostly ideas. If I then focus on one thing, all of the other things drop and it is as though I never thought them. Should someone tap me, it is all lost. This theory is of course untestable. Should this theory be true, if someone were actually thinking and were disturbed, they would forget they were and possibly think they were not thinking. Should they actually not be thinking during this time, I could easily use the previous argument to show the possibility that they were. No one could possibly know if they are not thinking, because then you would have to think about it.

A mind all logic is like a knife all blade.

It makes the hand bleed that uses it.

What is truth? If truth is beauty, and beauty is truth, is that to say we live in the land of the morbid? Certainly no truer science exists than math, and no science is more certain. If mathematics is a search for truth, and a mathematician is a blind man in a dark room searching for a black cat which isn’t there, what are we to say of truth? It is a phantom, an apparition, a mere figment of the human imagination relative to each perception. When perceptions collectively overlap, that is what those collected deem truth and vindication is formed by sheer numbers. Does this make the belief of a hermit any less valid?

The laws that govern our universe are of a quite peculiar set of truths. Common physical thought of yesteryear presented a geocentric idea of the solar system, but we know much better now. Luckily, our motion around the sun can be explained by a parallel universe, and given any phenomenon another parallel universe can be created in explanation, or at least that is how modern physicists explain their numbers. Who created these parallel universes, if not the physicists? To some, the truth of God’s craftsmanship seems the obvious choice, while to others this is heresy. Even among believers the manuscript of God, which was written by man, is open to man’s interpretation. In this regard, there are numerous and often contradictory truths that abound.

Singular subjects such as aspects of religion host many concurring opinions and beliefs, but no two people concur in all regards. So what is truth? It is what we want it to be. If someone holds a belief, any belief, and submits full heartedly, it is necessarily true. Others may deem him insane, perhaps even locking him away, but a mind is free to roam. The mind is the judge of truth, and suppose I believe I am an eleven inch leprechaun flying through your bloodstream on the magical straw given to me by Margaret Thatcher. I stand before you now, and as you perceive me that is where I remain, yet our mind is what controls our senses. I can see a red blood cell, floating flush with oxygen as it goes by. I feel a rush all around me as I hear the thunderous thump of your heart. I smell the aroma of a fresh meadow morning (because that is of course the most logical aroma for a vein).

What is the truth of the situation? Which of us holds the correct perception? I submit that we are both essentially correct and incorrect simultaneously. How can I prove it? Well, nothing can be proven, and we can thank Godel for proving that. And what do I know anyway? I am just a liar.

“Flipping a coin may not be the fairest way to settle disputes. About a decade ago, statistician Persi Diaconis started to wonder if the outcome of a coin flip really is just a matter of chance. He had Harvard University engineers build him a mechanical coin flipper. Diaconis, now at Stanford University, found that if a coin is launched exactly the same way, it lands exactly the same way.

The randomness in a coin toss, it appears, is introduced by sloppy humans. Each human-generated flip has a different height and speed, and is caught at a different angle, giving different outcomes.”

...I am speechless...

I've always found it terribly difficult to unwrap a candy cane without break the hook. Out of all the candy canes I've unwrapped one would think I would learn the trick, but I have not. Despite all my dexterity and caution, I always seem to break the candy cane.