A logical picture of facts is a thought
The totality of thoughts is a picture of of the world
A thought contains the possibility of situation of which it is the thought
What is thinkable is possible too
These lines are gifts of Wittgenstein
What is thinkable is possible too
I think therefore I am said Descartes
The world is my idea write schophaneur
What one aims at
Is in hands first in his thinking
Food I want to eat
Hungry I am my mind says
A preposition of philly steak
Or a fish salad or a chicken sandwich
Is first comes as a picture in our thoughts
Hunger is depravity
Hunger is absence of something
Hunger is weakness of the body
Hunger is richness of the soul
Language is the problem of all philosophy
Poetry is madness of poet
Once the thought is reinforced
I go and get something to eat
Action therefore requires insanity
Like Kirlov from Dostoevsky’s novel who killed a man and then killed himself for freedom
Man will do anything to erase his hunger
Even cannibalism becomes part of their conscience
Cannibalism happens mostly in wars among hungry soldiers
Even god send a lamb to Abraham for sacrifice
Abraham’s knife and the lamb
Are my sorrows
Hunger is my knowledge to know more
To write more and express more
Therefore whatever one thinks is possible too
If I think I am great
Then I am Great
I don’t need world to tell me
Just as a genius is recognize much later by his works not by his struggles
Maxims of Goethe are genius
Maxims of Nietzsche are genius too
I will think I am a poet
Therefore I am a poet
Like all sad souls and free spirts as Allen Ginsberg said
I don’t have to be famous
Like seas knows they are flowing no body need to tell them
Like wind knows they are blowing nobody need to tell them
Like god knows He exist
he don’t need no approval for his existence or non existence
If you think God doesn’t exist he won’t
If you think God exist then he will exist
It’s problem of language again
Like I know I am a poet nobody needs to tell me
Possibility comes with thinking
I think and act so it’s been made
Therefore what ever is thinkable is possible too
Long live Wittgenstein my brother