I have always tried to be original.
No matter whether I was giving birth to the smartest idea of my life, or just searching the right words to start a casual conversation with the girl sitting next to me in the library.
Now, as I drop these few lines it seems (almost) impossible to write something really new. No doubt sometimes it is very handy to walk along with one billion Internet users (especially when trying to write down decent English sentences, using Google as a grammar checker); but when it comes time to build a new path, the whole Web turns into a collection of bizarre footprints.
I gave up to find a zero-Google-results title (and URL) for this blog: instead I reviewed all my favourite quotes from well-known philosophers, and quickly opted for that moustached man whose ideas I found so inspiring from the very beginning of my conscious life (well... actually it started just a few years ago).
Then it was turn for the post title. Nothing simpler than that: choose three words to describe the increase in body temperature (nearly confining me at home since yesterday); try googling your new title just for fun; surrender to 121 prophecies preceding you.
Uniqueness is an utopia, but I still believe in it.
What hurts me more is the impossibility of testing a presumed uniqueness against all presumed uniquenesses in the world.
Imagine if someone (or something) could walk through an infinity of footprints, just to tell you whether your brilliant intuition was already outdated one hundred years ago or not.
Well, that is only one of my secret plans to conquer the world.
1 comment:
Sharp and incomparable as always...
A fan of yours since we met:)
See you soon.
Lorenzo
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