How much research is enough research?

If you are a blogger, who likes writing on cool things (like smartphones, whey protein), or on not-so-cool things (like the color grey, the composition of plastic) or just things (like god) you would have very well at some point of time during your ordeal felt the need to research. (that line had 35 words, just saying)

Research!

All bloggers like to research.

But why?

So as to give you best of material to read and caress your eyes upon.

But I have found this need to research as something of a hindrance.

It's like after writing every line I feel like going on research mode.

"According to..."

"Based on.."

"As cited on the..."

For far too long this need to research and produce only gold stuff for my readers (total read count: 1 and half) I have actually not written ANYTHING.

"What's the point?" (ah! them depression laced thoughts again, I welcome thee) my inner conscious says....

So for the time, I am just letting my writing run wild. I am letting those inner voices know that I am no longer going to fall prey to what they have to say about me, about my writing, about my life about everything in between.

I will tell you this,

Through my writing, I only wish to quash one thing. The terrible things that my inner voice makes me want to believe as true.

Fuck, that was a mighty DIGRESS.

and now,

Here's a photo to make my blog look good.

How I feel, the circuits that generate my inner voices look like.

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