What if we saw thoughts as stars.
New and old. Too many to count. Bursting full of energy to eventually form others.
As they passed above, and we knew not to control, but recognize and shape their patterns instead.
We would understand them better by paying attention, and not placing judgement.
We may decide to make use of their construction, by applying the elements which possess lightness, into our own experiments.
Would we be more wishful for our dreams to come true?
At least we would have more fun.