In other words if you thought it, and the horse or dog does it?  But that isn't what you verbally asked for you say.  Doesn't matter, correcting them would be like you correcting them if they did what you asked.  Because you did ask.  

And you truly have no idea what they listened to.

I just recently noticed the strangest thing.

I write and there are these endless voices and they are all talking at once and it is so, so noisy up there, and then I hit save and I look up and no heater or air conditioner running and it is so quiet.  

Not because the heater is turned off.  Not because the air conditioner is off but because the voices stopped.  And it is just me here. And for the moment I have nothing to say.  Maybe because I just spent the last two hours madly typing away trying to get everything down before the voices ran out of things to say.

Not sure that they ever run out, but for the moment they give me silence.

If I was outside I wouldn't have this silence.  It is so noisy out there!!! Between crickets and frogs creating symphonies in the ponds,to the hawk that visits frequently, the wind blowing restlessly through the trees, the horse's weighing wanting more oats and the cats saying feed me.  Nature is noisy.

But here behind walls and glass none of that is heard.  I wonder if this is why so many people feel alone because they spend so much of their life behind walls and glass. 

I wonder when I write why are there so many voices?  Voices that I don't think are mine. All talking at once, all giving their opinions or if they don't have a opinion challenging with a new question that I don't have the answer to.

And I wonder is this a form of Distributed Cognition 

Voices male and female, my voice the typing, the writing, but the rest of voices, definitely not mine.