Percolate

I percolate.

Not sure where I picked up that phrasing for it.

What it means is I make indications that something is coming, but the noise and smells aren't the product.

It increases the noise to signal, but...

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While percolating I'll go all around the world before arriving at a point a millimeter from where I started.  Sometimes the destination cannot be derived from the route.

While percolating I can, and have begun a rebuttal to someone else's position that became a defense of it in mid rant.  Those end with, "and you were right then."

When percolation begins I cannot mean what I say because I cannot say what I mean.  Yet.

I could be wrong, I often am.  Just saying so doesn't really help much though.

I am obstinate and opinionated, but:  I.  Can.  Be.  Taught.

To say another way, I am an egg.  The shell is too thick, but an egg nonetheless.

Too often I am told I am wrong and then left to figure out how and why all by my lonesome, which often doesn't lead anywhere.