In the depths of the mind the most profound and senseless thoughts lie in wait. They bid their time for that precise moment to strike. Devoid of hungry or weakness, the only necessity is a quite moment lacking the chaos of normal life. In a flash, the thought is upon you rendering your mind senseless to halt the forthcoming consequences. The classic example is the student diligently reading Hamlet in the part of the library few humans have ventured into and lived to tell their tale. An imagined noise breaks the once concrete concentration aloning the deeply buried thought to strike. In a flash, the once example student is considering the ramifications of possessing the ability of flight (the english major vows to rid the world of crime while the engineer ponders the velocity necessary to overcome the drag coefficent and the effect of gravity). Hope of returning to the great piece of literature vanishes with the onslaught of new ideas and thoughts. A thought is like an attractive women....never alone. The single thought brings with it all its friends and all you can say is where the hell did that come from?