We build cities in our minds and our thoughts inhabit them. Thought is like the world, many nations and many cities. They are built and torn down over generations and seconds. In the past our thoughts were wild creatures that lived in tents and foraged for food surviving more on their own instinctual experience. As time has progressed and our thoughts collected together, they formed cities and empires, like the Romans who sought to conquer the Barbarians. Those that they didn't slaughter were converted and taught to speak Latin. Laws were written and governors were in place to oversee thoughts.
Thoughts are at the same time individual as well as apart of a family and government even as they are aware or unaware. Like the world it is impossible to paint the clearest picture of the state of things at this very appointment. There are heros and villains, rebels and saints; and they are all born of man and even if outcast they at least speak the language of their fathers. Some have many offspring and their line passes down while others are barren and die in their old age, and there are still yet hermits in the mountains who have no children and will never die.
