Originality

I am reminded of Goethe’s remark on property:

I know that nothing belongs to me

But the thought which unimpeded

From my soul will flow.

And every favorable moment

Which loving fate

From the depth lets me enjoy

Alas, it seems nothing is truly our own but thought and experience

At times I feel the thoughts in my head are unique, so I remember them or write them down, only to stumble across them in some form of media after a few months or a year.  It seems to me there are many possibilities to explain this, but the one I am most comfortable asserting is that ideas, like everything else, are a sort of vibration…No shit…

Now, it seems rational to assume this vibration emanates from my own brain and radiates outward into the world of vibrations around me.  And as a magnet will align itself to a magnetic field, the vibrational waves created by the idea seek out like vibrational beings and is received as a “new idea” in someone of like character or quality.  It must be the ego that says: "This is my idea."   Although, it is just as rational to assume this idea, this vibrational wave that we could call information, is just something that exists on it’s own in some other dimensional capacity, and is simply interpreted and processed by our brain like some sort of radio or television receiver would.  I imagine information having some sort of perceptible material form in that other dimension, although all we perceive is an idea…like a book.  We can see a book and pick it up and feel it, we can assess it’s three-dimensional qualities without ever knowing the breadth of information contained within, nor the experience required to create such possible magnificence.  So maybe what Goethe is talking about is the intersection between information and experience.  The cross section of two lines of energy, or the merging of two waves or whatever you want to call it.  Both waves retain their essential resonance, but create a third wave that may be called original. 

So back to originality.  It’s my contention that everything is original and nothing is original, depending from which side of the cosm you currently perceive reality.  The microcosmic view, 6 billion people all disconnected, shows that although you may have received information from one or several outside sources, you are an original being in a three dimensional world that put your own spin on something timeless, therefore your creation is original.  However from a macrocosmic view, one mind one consciousness in a sea of information, originality is mere interpretation.  Originality is ego, opinion.

Nothing new can ever be invented, only remembered as a function of time’s unfolding.  Individual originality is collective forgetfulness, and as creative individuals producing "original" ideas in the form of art, words or love- it is our responsibility to disseminate our creations and discoveries as widely as possible, until enough people recognize our art in their archetypal mind