Warning: This is going be to a non linear piece of thinking where there might be no conclusion or final questions. It’s going to be pure mental mush that is plaguing my brain and I feel if I do not let it out, my brain will literally explode with such force that it will burst out of my cranium in all directions. The result being nothing but a fleshy heap of brain, blood and fluids painted over the walls and saturating house hold items which are not covered by brain explosion insurance. If you don’t wish to expand your way of thinking, and are content in the comforts of the familiar then I urge you to flee.
Quite possibly your brain after reading this!
These are the usual thoughts of myself during the time I spend in the workplace. You have been warned!
Have you ever just stopped what you were doing, and just looked into blank space? You just space out, time seems to slow down. You notice things you never noticed before. You become aware of your limbs. You become aware of your breathing. The way your chest expands, and if you hold it, the pressure in your lungs, and then you exhale and your body relaxes. You may even hunch over a little because you are so relaxed. And then you focus on things that are moving. People, carrying things. Wearing things. Moving their bodies in a direction, in a way that is unique to their body shape. You feel the air of the person that just walked by your still body. That THING just moved past me. And then let’s hypothetically say you are somewhere you don’t want to be, like your job for instance (because I assume most dislike their jobs, and if you don’t then I am both happy and envious of you).
Now you are still in the state of enhanced consciousness. Things are moving slowly. You are becoming aware of everything. It seems the whole world is just on auto pilot. Now you question things. Why am I here? Not “here” as in this shopping centre, packing bags for other things, or monitoring these people things so they properly use these self service things and don’t steal these consumable things and pay for these things with this money thing! But why am I here? Why do I exist? Why am I here? And I’m not talking about your life’s purpose. I’m talking about why are we physically here? HOW, are we physically here?
“Well you see we are made up of molecular structures, and they form the physical being that is you.”
YES, I KNOW THAT PROFESSOR SCIENCE, BUT WHY? HOW?
How am I alive right now? How is my body functioning? How is it that my heart is beating? How is it that I am seeing things, that are moving, that see me too? How am I moving my arms? My brain? How the hell is my brain telling me to do these things? Electrical impulses? How is it that my brain is controlling these impulses, so that I may move my body? How does it THINK to move it in that certain way? What creates that thought? That pure, unique thought. How is it that a mushy piece of tissue is able to create this thought? Does it even create the thought? Where does the thought come from? Is the thought already there? Is this idea just laying dormant in all peoples brain mush and the right stimulus needs to applied so that thought can be manifested into physical action?
What is causing the thought, that is moving my fingers in such a way, with such speed and purpose as to push certain keys on this slab of keys so that I create these words. Why am I even creating these words? To communicate? HOW DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND THESE WORDS? This string of oddly shaped lines that are put next to each other in a particular fashion or pattern so that you “know” or “understand” what meaning I am trying to communicate. DOES THIS BLOW ANYONE ELSE’S MIND? And what about communicating in general? How is it that the thoughts that happen in the brain (I assume that’s where it happens) move the muscles of your mouth, in such a way that the mouth opens, and then emits a sound in different tones and frequencies, and then you are able to hear that, and then some how decipher meaning from it? And then act or react in a particular way depending on how I moved my mouth, to emit a sound (with meaning) that came from a pattern of electrical impulses in the brain to manifest an idea from pure imagination into physical being.
Imagination: Get it in you!
*gasps for air*
Much needed intermission: So how about peanut butter and banana on toast? Pretty radical and delicious, right? Damn it tastes so good it should be illegal.
*takes a deep breath in…..*
AND WHERE DID THAT IMAGINATION COME FROM TO DETERMINE THAT PATTERN OF ELECTRICAL IMPULSES? What is imagination? It’s not this physical thing you can touch. It’s just…..WHAT IS IT? NOTHING, BUT IT EXISTS! How amazing is that? How is it that you are able to create something, from literally nothing? Imagination, sparks the thought, thought manifests into action, action makes things happen. ISN’T THAT……GAH! Where is the location of this imagination? What is motivating that imagination? Who or what is driving it to think what it thinks? GAH, MY BRAIN HURTS!
Isn’t it amazing though? We know so much, and yet so little about everything. We can’t even explain the things that we do. Or why they are there, or how they came to be. And people can go about their day and not even worry about it.
“Oh that’s just a light bulb. That’s just a mobile phone. That’s just a computer.” ARE YOU KIDDING ME? JUST A LIGHT BU…..?..RRRRRRRRRRRRRR! *flips the metaphorical table*. Do you know how amazing the whole concept behind those inventions are? It’s mind boggling. The science behind it. THE IMAGINATION BEHIND IT! Like, what caused Thomas Edison’s mind to think in such a way that constructed that invention? Go and search how a light bulb works, and it will blow your mind at how complex the science behind it is. Someone’s imagination conjured up that invention……from nothing. From pure nothing (that we assume takes place within the brain, our big, ugly, mushy, fleshy brain that swims in brain juices) something amazing has been brought to the physical realm that we can see, and touch, and hear, and smell. AND WE CAN’T EVEN EXPLAIN WHERE IMAGINATION COMES FROM!
Enjoy the light, you filthy animals!
Gah! Amazing!
I leave you there, with hopefully enough of your brain and sanity intact so that you may go about the rest of your day, doing the things that you do, with your delicious brains.
But I do hope this opens your mind a little. To see the world of unexplained things behind the world that you can only physically see. Appreciate the mystery behind it all but also be more weary that there is more going on behind the curtains than you think. But don’t be afraid to explore that mysterious world. Be that annoying child again who doesn’t stop asking “BUT WHY?”
But don’t be that annoying kid right now, as my brain is the consistency of sloppy porridge right now and any question you ask me would responded by a blank face, porridge foaming from my half opened mouth.
– Sash
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