If You Could Read MY Mind…

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As 2024 draws to a close, reflection comes with certain gravitas on life, the physical tribulations, and the mental ardor of love. Tell me then, what am I thinking when I create the tethering of words, the cloying pull of coin, or the stench permeating from my durian mind?

It may be trite but If only you could read my mind.

Like the arachnid, however small yet defiant, weaving a web of sticky white protein strings to capture prey is progress. Have we, hominids, really reached only 20-25 pier cent of our mental capacity? What if we go over that particular threshold of 30+ per cent? Well, we’ve been walking this earth for thousands of years yet it takes two+ millenias to create the computer OR was there another civilization of higher intellect who roamed this very earth before? Ants carry things 10-20 times their weight yet it takes a hundred plus people to carry 2-4 tons boulders to erect the pyramids. Is this really progress?

Will leave that thought for you to mull over. I don’t expect you to be smart or have a brain that could spark the skies with wonder. Use your mental fortitude to better yourself and those around you. Wouldn’t it be great if we can all communicate without moving our mouths and speak through our brains?

Don’t forget about the heart. Without it, will the brain function on its own? Do those experiments on monkeys foretell the future? Am presenting the basic here. Won’t go to any detail. Yes, certain mannerisms, tics, may give away one’s thinking. We anticipate but then, there’s that minutiae of truth that learning isn’t enough. Experiences are worth the try but we get bored easily. Retention of thought is worthless unless it is actually being put to good use.

When’s a spark to occur? Where will we be when that happens? How are we going to help the various inhabitants in this earth when we can’t even hear ourselves? You realize we are not the only living things who walk this earth and beyond yet we prop ourselves as superior (mentally and physically) to them. Unbeknownst to us, it very well be the other way around.

Circling back. This is not about philosophical interlude towards the unattainable. But possibilities are endless. How do we move forward?

Only IF you could read my mind.

Now, onto 2025

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