when a thought meets another thought, or even when it does not, it gives rise to its babies. thought babies learned from their parent how to live, love, laugh and lie, and maybe later, multiply.
it is exactly like the amoebas. (congrats, mr. and mrs. amoeba... or not!) except for the pseudopodia part.
honestly, if thoughts were people, we would have an overpopulation crisis. but since we are already in midst of it, maybe thoughts are people.
minus the asexual mode of reproduction.
someone should take care of that. maybe it should be us.
raw and personal and unfit for public consumption.