Is it possible to measure racing thoughts? Can we quantify when our interpretations become too intense? Can we see thoughts’ weight, energy, and frequency as a symbol we can act on, like a road sign? And can we redirect our thoughts when we recognize this sign?
I’ve noticed my thoughts fluttering like a bird within me, like a center around which narratives, images, analogies, and thoughts rotate. It is like the answer form; the solution or fulfillment of something is trying to find the correct clothes from my inner thought wardrobe, my mental storage. I try to understand the morphology of the explanatory image, the inner phenomena of attempts at understanding, and attempts to create the right agency. When the long chains of association create too many unanswerable questions, I try to find stillness, a place of non-thought.