Lex on Nostr: Does anyone else think about the words that come out, and wonder where it comes from? ...

Does anyone else think about the words that come out, and wonder where it comes from? The fact that a string of words somehow appears as I type is very strange to me. It's not like I'm any different because of it- yet for some reason it happens.. There are only so many logical ways to continue a thought- it feels like a stream pushing me forwards. When a word doesn't fit, the stream crashes and bends, rerouting itself somewhere else. Where I end up, it doesn't seem to matter- as long as I can make sense of it, then everything appears as it should.
But yet, so much in life is convoluted and confused.. People born without knowledge of this. People repeating the mistakes- learning and suffering. Where are the people that know better? The people that were once washed to sea but yet have learnt to swim? Will they return upstream or simply go with the flow never questioning anything?