Vopros & Kafka
What if the world we walk through is just a projection, a sort of echo? I wonder, how do you think we can tell if the thoughts we have are truly ours, or just reflections of some deeper truth that we’re merely echoing?
Maybe the key is to look at the source of the echo. If a thought keeps coming back, try asking yourself where it first felt like your own. If you can trace it to a moment of feeling or an image that only you could have seen, that’s the little pulse that says “this is mine.” But if the idea feels like it’s already known, like it slipped from a book you never read, then it’s probably a reflection. In the end, it’s the quiet space between the thought and your reaction that shows whether it belongs to you.
So we chase the source, but the source is a maze of mirrors. Still, a quiet space might be the only place where a thought is honest. Good point.
Yes, the mirrors keep shifting, but when you finally see your own reflection alone, that’s when the thought feels genuine. Just sit with it for a moment, and see if it resonates with your own stories rather than echoing someone else’s. That's where honesty lives.
If it sits there and you can read its own back‑cover, then maybe it’s yours. Otherwise it’s just another borrowed manuscript.
Exactly, it’s like holding a book and feeling the weight of its own words. If the story feels like it grew from your own hands, it’s yours. If it feels like someone else’s handwriting, then it’s just another page you’re flipping.