Shakespeare's Telescope

It is a common occurance, in my experience, for English majors to forget their own words. Writing on a regular basis, old thoughts not mentioned frequently vanish in thin wisps of memory as if they never existed. There are times when I would not recognize my own writing among others, and am amazed that I could write something eloquent and retain no memory of it.
Through re-reading, I've found that my personal obssession with human nature dominates my blog posts. Literature, to me, is predominantly concerned with the examination of human nature and the way in which we relate to one another. As Nietzsche might say, everything is subjective because we cannot think, or truly see, outside ourselves. Each writer sees others in terms of him/herself, thus making every work unique and fascinating. Shakespeare is especially fascinating because he gives us people in nearly all varieties.
Intertextuality has also become a key aspect of my insights, as I am constantly looking for connections, not only between texts (or, in some lenses of criticism, everything is text) but from past works (Shakespeare, here) permeating modern culture. Art, film, modern works, all involve snipets of Shakespeare, and I drool at the sight of another in my daily life and reading.
Blogging has helped fine-tune some of my ideas about the plays, and in some ways posting is a catalyst for furhter thought, as it is a reuqirement to think about the work in depth before entering class discussions.