if nothing is lost, neither created, and everything is transformed, does creativity actually exists? know what i mean? as far as my creations go, and as far as i know about others', at least most of things are just adjustments, tweak here, cut there, turn off a white light and turn a pink one on (makes all the difference in the world). people are just "inspired" by something else, someone else. yeah.... wait. where was i?
oh right. so, what i mean is, if things are just adaptations, inspirations, aren't people the same? would i be the same without that little comment that a insignificant person made? would you? does she/he knows how much we changed because of that/them?
i find myself analyzing myself and others, cutting the pieces and giving them to whomever was responsible for that trait. and with this act i found that people may be more significant and influent than we know. would we be journalists if we haven't gone to that party? would we be married if we haven't got that parking ticket? (nope. i'm not married neither am i a journalist)
how random life can be. how random can be a thought. how our minds can travel.
they can, cant them? maybe people are creative...
