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There is no such thing as originality. Our thoughts are influenced by other thoughts, our ideas are the sum of different pieces of other ideas.
Originality is just a puzzle arranged in an apparently different way.
My new book just arrived, the last couple of days i've just been wandering around thinking about this. I'm looking forward to starting, finally!!! 😆 I read that this is a book about creative destruction, and decided i had to have it. Especially since i (the reader) is supposed to do al kinds of weird stuff
I'm never going to shut up about how people will inherently create. Even in absolutely dystopian states of the world (the fallout, 1984, the hunger games) there will always be someone who added trinkets to their jacket because they tought it looked cool. In an absolutely desperate situation, you will always have people look at a completely useless thing and go: oooOOhh, shiny! and then attach that scrap of metal to their clothes or necklace.
This post exists because I was thinking about how Julie in 1984 ties the red sash around her waist (to empashize her chest and hips), meanwhile other members ofter have it rather around their arms or like a belt.
even in dystopia, people want to have authenticity. No one can rob us of being original. Not truly - not fully.