As I often am, I was pinned down last night (by canines) into various constellation shapes, like maybe the Leo constellation where the chihuahua represents the star Regulus, or maybe like an awkwardly mounted insect, so once again I spent long periods spinning useless thoughts that led to other useless thoughts. This was triggered at least in part by reading some quasi-scientific your mind creates reality book that I really fought sentence by sentence right before I retired for the night. Its an attractive idea, but in this book, laughable sophistry after sophistry just killed my ability to suspend my current limiting beliefs and just follow along. Stuff like The brain clearly isnt the source of thought because if you cut it out of the head, it doesnt think any longer, therefore, thoughts cant possibly ever come from a brain, and if thoughts dont emanate from disembodied brains, then where do they really come from? I mean, its actually kind of a fun game, like Nothing is actually alive, because if you kill something then its not alive any more, so was it ever truly alive? or, Eggs cant contain cholesterol because if you crack open an egg and look inside, all the egg goo falls out and its actually empty, so wheres your cholesterol now, sucka? Anyway, somehow I got on the badly-interpreted-sort-of-Buddhist idea that maybe the secret to happiness is to not ever enjoy things because things you enjoy can be taken from you. Like, say you really like exercise, but then you land in a Turkish prison, and between whatever things they do to you in a Turkish prison, youre like, You think I could maybe go do some cardio for ten minutes? Ive got kind of a routine, and theyre like Nah, and then youre really disappointed, and why would you want someone to have that power over you? I mean, exercise if you want to, but just dont enjoy it. Or maybe you really like coffee, but then you land in a Turkish prison and in between whatever things they do to you in a Turkish prison, they offer you Turkish coffee instead of regular coffee, and youre not even sure you like Turkish coffee (even though you probably would if youd just try it) and you might be really disappointed, and why would you want someone to have that kind of power over you? (But if this actually happens, seriously just try the Turkish coffee. What have you got to lose? I mean, I personally like Turkish coffee and would be anything but disappointed if thats what I was offered while I was in a Turkish prison.) Then I asked myself, why, specifically Turkish prisons? What do you even know about them? I remembered there was probably a joke in Airplane II or something and that clearly hinted that it was a less than desirable institution to be in, but maybe that was a Turkish bath house and not a prison, and some people probably like the Turkish bath houses that I also dont know much about other than jokes from Airplane movies, and anyway why not just consider prison instead of Turkish prison especially since any prison sounds not-good. Plus, I have only met really nice people from the country of Turkey, and none of them imprisoned me. Or bathed me. But maybe thats it! The secret to happiness might be mostly staying out of prison, Turkish or otherwise. And since Im not in prison, Im probably already a happy person. Dipso facto, lorem ipsum. And it goes on like that for a while. As usual. (Tired. Maybe the secret to being happy is getting enough sleep sometimes. But I need to research further.)
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 16:20:00 +0000
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