Day 3 : Feel More

Here I am sitting in front of the computer watching a fairly decent Will Farrell movie about a tax auditor called ‘Stranger Than Fiction’.

My mind somehow wanders off during the tax auditing scene; I mean that must be such a boring job to do anyways. Why would anyone want to do anything that happens to have you bending over piles and piles of old bills and receipts, calculating every minuscule expenses of a total stranger to find any discrepancies. And anyhow why do these people spend so much money anyway. The money they spend all their life earning, is blown up on some stupid expensive jewel that has no-chance-in-hell see the light of day/ballroom at least twice in a year. Gold has become so expensive. Better to invest in them than in realty. The market is dangerously unstable for real estate. Especially in the cities. Cities have become so crowded these days. Hate boarding the local trains now during the rush hour. Plus the delays in the trains add to the passenger’s turmoil. Trains have all become quite infrequent now due to the rains and all.

After almost an hour of this mind boggling train of thought, my mind somehow comes back to the image on the screen. I see the end credits of the movie rolling. And I don’t even remembering watching the movie. I have no clue what it was about or what was this big mystery about the Farrell’s watch. My mind does that sometimes, especially during lectures. And I am not the only one apparently. Almost all the students in class that used to sit with me in the class were all clearly in some other planet within an half hour into the lecture. They were all dreaming. Lord only knows what, but anything must’ve been better than those absurdly long lectures in school. An hour in class during lectures seemed a month. A month in the class with friends seemed just a minute or less.

Our mind is strange like that. We start reading some textbook, before we know it we are day dreaming about some girl we saw in the mall two weeks ago. When we are talking to that chick, or mind wanders off to something/someone else all together. We are writing an essay on Edgar Poe. It starts out well but somehow ends up being about cows. Nobody can really control their minds. And don’t let any fool tell you otherwise. Our minds are meant to do that. It is its creative process. It’s part of our evolution. Suppose we didn’t have that quality somatic to our brains, imagine how different our evolution might have been. Probably we wouldn’t have been evolved much at all. We would have been still eating raw meat off of the animal it came from. Cold and in the dark. Cause probably fire wouldn’t have been discovered by our ancestors if they were just playing with stones, when they were playing with stones.

Human mind is really amazing. It thinks of so much, of such a wide array of things, even when it shouldn’t be doing any thinking at all. And there is no way you can program it. You cannot alter something that has taken thousands of years to evolve, to get where it is right now. You can limit the mind’s activity to some extent. Numbing it with alcohol maybe? But, I actually think that you cannot make the mind do anything. It does stuff on its own accord. 

There’s this scene ‘Inception’, which by the way is an awesome movie, Leo tells the rich guy not to think of elephants, and asks him what he is thinking of and the guy replies, elephants.

Mind by itself is a vast entity, and by building a fence around it you’d just be shelving its natural prowess. Your mind is immensely powerful, and its best food is your own thoughts. Your thoughts define your outlook towards the world, your mindset. You’ll never know a couple years later why you hated that guy in high school, but somehow you will still have a huge urge to throw something at him whenever you meet him. That usually has something to do with your thoughts about him when you guys were in school. You probably won’t remember what they were exactly now. But you will forever remember what those thoughts made you feel.

Nobody will forever remember how you look, how you spoke, how you smelled or what you did. But they will forever remember how you made them feel. And the feelings, they happen in one’s mind. Mind makes up thoughts and opinion for you about things based on these feelings.

I guess our mind really does have a mind of its own. We cannot reign it, but I suppose we really don’t want to either. It is such a beautiful thing on its own. I think I am going to think less, act more, and all that based on feeling things on the spur of the moment. Maybe our mind does know more than our brain.

Today, I shall feel more. Think less.