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Life Is A Mind Trip

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As promised, today’s blog will deal with the secret of life. I’ve stated before, there are two kinds of people in the world.  Being as such, the two kinds we’ll look at tonight are positive people and negative people.

I don’t know which side you, the reader, stands on, but for most it can be difficult to tell. We all have our moments of indulgence with both, so how can one tell for sure? You can’t, but rest assured, it really doesn’t matter. At the end of the day, what matters is if your soul is free or if you are poisoning yourself with anguish and turmoil.

I hate skin heads, neo-nazis, white supremacists or whatever name they choose to hide behind. The idea of being superior over another race on nothing but the level of skin pigment, religious belief, or sexual preference is so illogical and mindless that to even try and debate the issue is pointless. What is amazing to me about these people is the dedication to the mind trip that they have given. I mean you really have to put some serious effort into tricking yourself to believe the utter nonsense that these fools speak. You can’t reason with them, they’re just too far gone, and too deep to listen to reason. It’s really sad that they’d waste that kind of control for something that “meaningless” would fall short of describing. 

That’s the power of the brain and more importantly, the thoughts we classify as beliefs. That’s all beliefs are, thoughts. You may be willing to die for your beliefs, but that doesn’t change the fact that they were once a tiny seed in your subconscious. All it needs is to be feed and it will grow into a general thought. One that you might think about over and over again. Next you would accept it as fact, then latch on to it, thereby deeming it had reached a level of importance to be considered a “belief”.

So if you are the kind of person that regrets things in life, or wish upon your wishes of things being different and find yourself frustrated that you can’t change your life, just stop. You can’t change your life. “What” you ask? You can’t change your life, period. If you want to get a promotion, you can’t wish for it, pray for it or kill for it, but you can change your mind trip and thus your behavior. Perhaps you will now actually earn this promotion. “Isn’t that changing my life dumb-ass?” No, it isn’t.

You don’t control your life. Doesn’t matter what you believe in, God or no God, fate or chance, you have no control. You have free will and you can do whatever you want, but you don’t get to pick the consequence of those action. If you could then everyone would do what a millionaire did and get the same result, right? We all know that doesn’t happen.

Free will is not the principal of quitting your job and smoking crack all day if you want, but yes you could do that. Free will is the practice of the “mind trip”. The “mind trip” is the inner voice, or as my good friend Kreg Krickle likes to say, “The Talkin’ Box”. I’m not talking about the voice that says, “I’m hungry” or the one that screams, “Water. Hot. BURN!” or even the one that says, “Don’t kill that person, even though you’re really angry and feel as though you want to.”

The Talkin’ Box is the voice that says, “Don’t ask her out, she’ll say no and you’ll feel stupid.” “I’m not smart enough to learn a new skill or trade.” “I’m not skinny enough to wear that dress.” “I can’t drink regular soda, because it will make me fat. Double, bacon, cheeseburger please.” You get the idea. It’s not your conscience, your inner child, or your primary-function-unit-voice, (the one that tells you, “Go to the bathroom or you’ll pee your pants.”). Your not born with, you develop it, mold it, craft it and work on building it your whole life long. It is the voice that sets the tone for your life. It is the one that is deciding how you are going to behave and what choices you are going to make.

If you see someone you are attracted to and you want to make contact with them, but are afraid for one reason or another, the Talkin’ Box is working. If you want to overcome the fear, it’s not by pretending that it isn’t scary, because it is. You may very well be made to feel foolish or become embarrassed. Regardless of your Talkin’ Box, that reality will always be real, it’s outcome is unpredictable. You can however, accept the fear. Know that whether or not the creation of spontaneous interaction goes in your favor or against, that you gave it your best shot. You don’t have control over the outcome and regardless of it, it doesn’t define who you are. The only trick is to truly believe that thought. That’s really the only hurdle. To believe so much in what your thinking that’s it’s no longer a thought, but a belief.

Depending on how long you’ve let your Talkin’ Box talk, you might find that you’ve built something quite ugly in design. You might be overweight and want to start walking at night to try and lose some of those pounds, but when the opportunity arrives, your Talkin’ Box makes such a wonderful argument not to go, that you change your mind. It’s all you! You have to kick your own ass if you want to tame the Talkin’ Box. If your Talkin’ Box says, “It’s too cold outside, and I’ve heard that exercising in the cold can hurt your lungs.” You tell your Talkin’ Box to shut it and you go walking. An evil Talkin’ Box that has been free to roam and develop itself can be extremely cunning in it’s deception skills. It will always find a new angle to throw at you to discourage you from gaining what it is you are after. It will even act as though the negative has gone dormant until you have reached a small stature of success, then it will pounce on you like a hungry lion. So even if you think you’ve overcome the evil Talkin’ Box and constructed a positive one, be cautious of it resurfacing.

“But this doesn’t make sense. Why would my Talkin’ Box want to steer me in the wrong direction?” It’s because the deepest, darkest secret in all of minds is the basic fail-safe of failure. “Say what?! How is failure a fail-safe? You’re an idiot.” Perhaps, but failure is the lowest, most easily obtainable form of success. If you keep failing at trying to quit smoking, because you don’t want to quit smoking, quit trying to quit. Presto, you’ve succeeded in riding yourself of disappointment in not following through, stress of withdrawal and the agony of wasting time thinking about it. The more you give up on yourself, the less responsiblity you have. The ultimate freedom is having nothing.

If you have ever envied someone or perhaps turned on the radio or television and witnessed a performance that you felt was horrible and questioned the heavens, “How can they make it, they’re terrible?” The answer is the “mind trip”. Theirs is better than yours. They trained their Talkin’ Box to say things like, “Never give up, never surrender, do your best, never listen to negative criticism, always keep moving forward.” That’s how they win. That’s how all successful people succeed, they turn their Talkin’ Boxes into a cheerleader. It’s impossible to fail, if you are the one watching your back.

My head hurts…

Egg On!

Ramblin’ Rooster

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November 2, 2008 at 5:31 am

Change Your Perspective, Change Your Life

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If you think about it, life is nothing more than one big mind trip, (which we will discuss in depth, in tomorrow’s blog). Perspective is one of the key elements in changing the world you live in.

I’m not much of a reader. I read somewhere between thirty to forty comics books a week, an occasional newspaper or magazine and every once in a blue moon an actual book. One of the books I was made to read back in my “school days” was ‘To Kill A Mockingbird’, (on a side note I once knew a girl that thought the title was Tequila Mockingbird, which sounds kind of delicious). I liked the story, but the part that stuck with me most, (for those of you half way through the book or who are planning on reading it soon, you’ll want to skip this paragraph) was the ending, where Scout is standing on Boo Radley’s porch seeing the neighborhood in a way she had never seen it before. The impact was significant because the truth of changing your “scenery” can be tremendous.

While I was still a bachelor, I had a rather large coffee table and a four foot diameter poker table in my living room. I also had two chairs that I placed on top of the tables and this was all the furniture I had in the room. Sitting on top of tables, although sounds silly perhaps, was amazingly entertaining. The whole room looked and felt different, not to mention the looks and comments from visitors. Something so small and seemingly insignificant had a huge ripple effect.

Another time I use to park outside of a police station and wait for the officers to switch swifts. As one of them would leave to start their patrol, I would follow them. In my mind I was treating them as a suspect and was following them as if they were a “suspicious characters” up to no good. Needless to say that police officers don’t like to be followed. All of them, sooner or later, would pull into a parking lot or dead end street, stop and wait for me to “go about my business”. In hindsight, I’m surprised they never pulled me over for messing with them, but switching roles with “the man” was definitely different.

I like to approach panhandlers with a dollar out and in plain sight. They get excited to see the money and I like making them assume that it’s for them. I walk right up to them and ask if they can make change for a dollar. The mood of the scene changes faster than a woman right before her period. It’s pretty cool, (the panhandlers freaking out not PMS).

One Christmas morning, some friends of mine and I got dressed up in all kinds of weird fur coats and hats, sparkly, loud, jewelery, leather gloves and other odd garments of clothing at around seven in the morning. We then piled into the car and drove around looking for people. Surprisingly enough, there were a few people out jogging or walking, (on Christmas morning no doubt, talk about hating your family… errrr, I mean dedication). We’d pull over and politely say, “Excuse me, can you tell me how to find <blank>” and we’d ask for some near by town or even the town we were in. The answers and expressions was well worth the price of admission. My favorite was one couple that we asked for the town we were physically in at the moment and before it registered what I had said they were already moving their hands, pointing on where to go before catching and saying, “Hey…”

Some people might tell you that jumping out of an airplane, sticking your head inside an alligator’s mouth or “letting your mortgage payment ride” in Vegas is “living”. They make you think one has to be extreme to touch the virtues of a “real live”. Well, I think that’s rubbish. If you really want to go crazy, I can’t stop you, but I think you’ll find doing something small, like changing your perspective will make you see things in a whole new way.

I guess that last statement was pretty stupid, “…changing your perspective will make you see things in a whole new way.” Yeah, no shit Sherlock. All I’m saying is that I bet it’d be a lot harder to have your wife/husband/girlfriend/boyfriend/adult person friend push you around in a shopping cart the next time you go to Super-Ultra-Mart than parasailing. I even put money on you remembering the shopping cart incident long after the parasailing experience. Try it and tell me if I’m wrong.

Egg On!

Ramblin’ Rooster

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November 1, 2008 at 4:47 am