So apparently, sometimes what people mistake as plagiarism, can be simultaneous invention. This is a term that tries to describe what happens when two or more remote individuals come up with the same idea, and simultaneously take credit for it. It's happened in science, in mathematics, in business...and on and on. Why not in literature? Surely, it must exist. But in social media, I feel it's rampant. I think that we all more or less borrow from each other.
I've noticed here and there, that I will meditate, feel inspired and filled up with some new insight, some blessed way of seeing the world and our place in it. And so I write out that thought; this miracle (or so it feels in that tingling moment), that came through my soul to my mind. Later, I may see or hear the same thought or insight, nearly verbatim, come from another person, in a social media feed, in a podcast, whatever. And I wonder if they read my words and chose to emulate them? Or were they inspired by the same source at the same time? Were we both plugged into a universal knowledge, and we both chose to share it? And I wonder if it's ever the reverse. If someone, somewhere, has the experience that I do, and later finds their precious thoughts and/or creations come up somewhere else, and they think...how did she do that, those are my words! And would they think I was a thief?
When writing magical realism (turns out there IS a genre for my book...) and inspirational snippets, so to speak, I often wonder if those who are tuned in and spiritual, awakened...perhaps are communicating with each other. All connected, sharing the same building blocks of knowledge, on a different level.
So, I wondered today as I read about simultaneous inventions on the grand scale, if such an event happens on the literary scale. I have no answers...just the question. Just an observation.
But I am an odd one... I see the re-arrangement of something I wrote show up somewhere else, and I think, wow! Great! Because either A.) I inspired someone to put it out there again... or B.) we were inspired simultaneously, and how cool is that? How amazing is our universe of energy and spirit and joy and love that thoughts can grow in such a way in disparate beings?
Perhaps, if I were a published, public figure of some sort, I might feel more greedy about my words. I might feel more inclined to protect them. But as of now? I make no money with this. I write a blog, because it helps me on my journey, and as a side-effect, maybe someone else. I write up inspirational quotes for the same reason. I write this novel for the same reason, although I also aim to sustain myself with writing once I breakthough to the other side. So eventually? Sure, I will plan to earn some income from it. But as of now... I write because I can, because I must. And I hope I don't inadvertently reiterate someone else's genius in a way that hurts them. I only write what I see and hear inside of myself, and I create it. But if it looks familiar? Simultaneous invention may be at play...
Gray, rainy days make for great musing. I love it when my mind wanders like a roving dog, out into the lush grass of my consciousness and fetches me something different to chew on for a while.
Like Simultaneous invention.