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A constricted mind does not create. Instead it rebels. It wants a way out. To explore the hoity toity that life can be. A constricted mind is like hot air in a balloon. It makes the head light. And when the head is light, it can easily float. Floating in this case does not mean lack of understanding or construing what is being insinuated. Floating means something else. Something totally different. Like it may become easy to think of stuff outside the box.

Thinking outside the box is hard when you are accustomed to what life has bestowed on you if you are rigid. It’s not easy to start deviating from that which you know. You become hardwired to think like a bobo. Imagine a bobo is a mythical creature and not a Bohemian. Maybe surreal. Out of the ordinary. It makes life what it should not be what it is. It does not allow for deviance. It only makes it easy when you stick to the rote. If you decide to think on your own in a creative way you become apprehended. A manner that is less cognizant of your current tidings, you risk it. You never go far because at some point, you will find yourself back to where you have started.

Trying to write without looking back at the mistakes has been quite a daunting task and a challenge. You think you will not correct it then you see the blue double line. Those that irritate the eye. They make you want to go to check what’s up. The red ones are really pesky. You look at them and they stare at you in the face pleading with you to act first and come to their aid. This all depends on how you have accustomed yourself to word in Word. If you are the kind who does editing after laying out the contents of you brain, good.

Words in Word never lie. They will tell you the truth. Especially an updated one. Looks like it was wired to read through as the words are being placed on its surface. The surface knows no evil. It only accepts the reality of correctness. And staying correct is not an easy job. You may want to stay correct for long but there comes a time when you will not be correct anymore. You will err and the reality about erring is that you will be forced to correct the mistake if a grammar Nazi. Whether you accept and do it willingly or not, you will recoil into your cocoon and realize that you had made a mistake later on while going throw the text again. Henceforth, you will try to amend the evils on your own through deep introspection.

Thinking is like taking medicine but not prescribed, but self-prescribed. Few can think without being influenced by something. Many put their thoughts in mental inertia and hibernate the best ideas that are supposed to change humanity. Thinking creatively is even out of the picture. The best times to think are those that you never want to. You may find yourself making castles about some etherical myths that will never see the light of day. Say, an ease to solve the problems that make life a pain in the ass. A pain in the ass can be a boil. The worst one is that which decides to lodge itself next to the anus ful of bacteria and debris. And you only notice it when it becomes ripe ready to burst. And you know what’s up when an abscess containing debris begins to grow creating an inflammation. It has that bitter sweet effect whereby you want to remove it but you are not willing to do so because it has held some cells captive. It/s like cracking fingers for some people. They want it but the pain is just unbareble.

You may try to squeeze it but as you try, you feel some pain that makes you want to leave it. Then when you leave, you have already triggered the impulses and nerves in that region so much so that they want to be squeezed again. There are those tissues that will be rid of the body system through agglutination of antibodies and antibodies in the form of the boils content so much so  that when the boil disappears either though force or self-cure, they experience that relieve that you get when you have finished a demanding task that got the better of you.

Then there are those cells in the body that hate to be disturbed. They never want to be touched or provoked. They are like the bourgeoisie who want the status quo to be maintained no matter what the circumstances they are in. They like it when the body is at ease even though it is not in good health.  Or even when it is ailing. So long as they are comfortable, they don’t care about others. And the worst thing about comfort is that it brings laxity. Laxity of laziness and lethargy. Not the one of feeling like going to download the contents of a failed digestion. Because a failed digestion process is the result of a person’s own making.

A failed digestion can be traumatic when you have both a boil and it is struggling for attention. It’s like two children seeking the attention of the mother. The mother never wants to accept that they have a favourite. All she does is to maintain a lukewarm stance. That neutrality that will not be viewed as an act of taking sides with the one of the children.

So, you fight like a soldier when you are experiencing two life threatening diseases in the body. One makes you feel like going to the toilet. The other makes you hate going to the toilet. And something that is pathetic is that a bad digestive process that may be a result of less water intake or lack of washing the hands or lack of the food you are taking not acclimatizing to the juices and amylases in the stomach to digest it may make you end up having a very tight moment.

Imagine you have to like to go to the toilet so many times and when you are trying to sit calm the boil starts to leta kichwa. Worse of all is when it is raptured by the sheer anal muscles that try to release the contents of either ingestion or undigestion.

That is how reasoning is. It just to try to stay on course without it being conflicted. It tries to ensure there is segue. Then there will be those things that try to interfere with the stream of flow, breaking it from executing what it really wanted to do. Making life a jerk altogether. But that is not the worst part. The worst is that you may give in and see the thing that you had started going down the drain because it is not worthy to fight for it anymore. You look at it and you want to wretch at the thought of why you started it. At that point, you leave it unattended like nurses and doctors who swear to take care of patients do when aggrieved. They go slow.

After some time. You realize that you made a bad, a really bad decision. then you try to go back to the straight to no avail. Things go haywire. While you had thought that they were going to be easy in the long run , the tumult that arises as a result of your own inconsistency and lack of toeing the line almost takes you into oblivion. A situation that is your own making and your ego does not want to let go. The ego wants an alter ego but it is bruised. And a bruised ego is not good for your soul. It is only good for a person on the verge of letting go. Obviously that person has nothing to lose. He has nothing to dream of other than bringing back his life into straight from the err.

But life should not be trudged with a fixated mind that is conservative to change. We need to break away from the intimacy of what makes us sane. We need to sometimes go haywire. Break a few rules and look at the net effect. If we consistently conform to the desires of the mother nature, we make life loose meaning. And for it to have meaning, there should be some menace and adventure. Just a little bit of menace to ensure that you are upright. Even the most ethical of all beings who have been brought up to eschew immorality know that it is sometimes human to be immoral. Just a little bit then you go back to being the ethical creature that you once were.

The tragedy of trying to go into the untested waters though is that you may end up sinking into the abyss and get addicted to the tenet to the extent that you may not be able to unentangle yourself from the seize. They say still waters run deep and deep they do. But also, they run deep for those who don’t know how to swim. Well, if you know you are a pathetic swimmer, just stick to the shallow end or the shoreline lest the tides and the waters become overpowering that you may not be able to handle with the ease of a Phelp (The olympic hero).

And there is nothing better than being a Dexter in matters pertaining to a sphere of influence. No one knows the trouble you went through. The dedication and sacrifices you make to make it to have the ease they love about it is unsurmountable. It is this state that everyone wants to be in. But it takes time and effort and toeing the line. Even boy and girl geniuses never get to that point if they never have the stamina to withstand the pitfalls of getting there. Which means that they must be rejected and like a chameleon, if nimble, they change colour only that the person remains the same. They have to outmaneuver the rejection and come out of it with such chutzpah that no one will realize the bad past or rival their new perception. Because they outplayed their former self in a convincing way. All they will be looking at is the light at the end of the tunnel.

Oh, light at the end of the tunnel. It may be the greatest misconception that there is in this world. It may be that there will never be that light altogether. That light has now been eased by the fact that human being invented electricity. So, the light at the end of the tunnel should be done away with because we can see while we are in the tunnel these days. But not so fast. What if there is a blackout and you don’t know the distance to the actual end? What if there is a calamity that results in a short-circuit or power surge  and there is no flow of power or is it current electricity to the other side where it is needed to ease life that become uneased every other day because we are complicating it for nothing.

So, there is no contest that light at the end of the tunnel is real. It shall just be that light at the end of the tunnel is a relieve that we cannot do without. And that is how the constricted mind behaves. It may try to deny the truth, create its own truths then when it cannot be able to make hay while sun shines, it will realize that there is no much amend s it is making. It regales and moves on with its situation.

Consequently, it will strive to think outside the box again, look at life in a different picture and try to come up with a notion that espouses a paradigm shift from the normalcy that it had been imbued. Well, that trial is all what it was looking for in the first place but it is now locked in a cage that it is not able to put itself out of without making amends with itself and  the alter ego.

After all, thinking freely is all we want in life. To be able to come up with new executable ideas without glitch. The ones that make the world a better place full of intimacy and wellbeing. But the more we try, the more complicated things become, and we find that we want to start a new altogether. Life can be a jerk at that point. Someone thinks you have solved it yet the reality is that you have not, you have only created a new problem that never existed. Only that you are trying but as you try to be consistent, it becomes impossible and then you leave it. From where you leave it, some other soul will pick from there, study it and then the circle continues. They call it karma, baby.

Yes, karma is real. It is not utopic. And when it is combined with dejavu, we are able to solve a mystery that knows how to metastasize into a more gigantic problem that is more difficult to tackle without any experience and knowhow. And most of the times when the thought process reaches a limit. That point of no return, it sleeps. Because a power nap is the best thing that has the best return on investment that is never contestable in any field. 

 Hasta  la vista baby 


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