Complete social isolation has become a necessity for my thoughts to be wholly unpacked.

Why do we long to be remembered for whatever it is after death?

What is an inclusive society without a truly inclusive language - one in which "to 'walk' together" means the same for one and all?

The urge to impose one's notion of truth and worth perhaps comes from one's insecurity.

Many a truth is compromised in thought's search for meaning.

It it weren't for the flawed machinery of episodic memory, self affirmation would have been formidable.

Only the I knows the burden of me; and only thyself can tell its privileges

What is that which is uncontentiously the most repulsive thought yet to be repressed by culture?

A meaningful thought can be discerned when it leaves its mark with a minimal possible footprint.

The overrated rationality is but a certain eventuality of any thought allowed to run its full course.

The genre of biography trumpets only some lives as remarkable. But whose life is any less uncommon?

Is pre-linguistic cognition accessible?

What cognitive needs, goals and desires, if any, exist in social vacuum? Are not much of individualist's interests socially constituted?

For a mind compelled by curiosity, meaninglessness remains ephemeral.

If we pin worthiness on efforts or success, then eternally aflight Alpine swallows, most absurdly so, appear worthier than sedentary Koalas

Are we not morally obligated to fathom the spectrum of meaning a word- for instance, 'hunger' - could take before uttering it rather casually?

Of late, the scholarly propensity to hold that something can be known in entirety and with certainty has become quite disquieting.

Compassion and cosmic oneness

Does the state of compassion imply a cosmic oneness that blurs the notions of self and other, time and space, and life and death?

Self and image

Just as mirror reflections of our outer selves are far from totality, so are social reflections of our inner selves. The "quality" of image is contingent not only on our perceptual sensitivities, but also on the adequacy of the reflectors we choose, and more so, on that of the obligatory mediums - light and language. Self-knowledge only begins with apprehending the illusional nature of the artifactual self.

Suicide

Why is suicide a crime to be repressed? Is it because with every act, however isolated, it leaves a footprint that mocks the society by pointing to its many intractable inadequacies?