rhyming dictionary; words that rhyme with 'bowl'
toll.... grassy knoll.... unfold.... ? NEXT.
a random fact about harrison ford
huh... i wonder if that's true...... NEXT.
Acupressure points for emotional well-being
Hmm... this could be interesting... EW, OTHER PEOPLE'S FEETS!! NEXT!!!
FunSwitcher
*Spend about 8 minutes singing along the to community theme song* NEXT....
and then i saw it... a seemingly dull website of text which ordinarily i would 'next' without consideration... but i stopped and had a little read...
9 mind-bending eipiphanies that turned my world upside-down
(and just as a side note, i haven't even read the entire list yet) well, it had 5152 likes on facebook, so i figured there must be something alright about it. i start the list in the obvious place, number 1, and BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1. You are not your mind.
Just... do me a favour and go to the link? I'm not going to copy and paste exactly what it says. That would be completely pointless. It's only one paragraph so just DO it already. So anyway. where was i....? Oh yes. So... you are not your mind. I read this and i'm like "ohh yeah. ok, i'm not my mind. well what the prat am i then, genius? a marble? *instant thoughts of jenna marbles on youtube*NO! FOCUS! So i read on... and i think hm... this is kind of interesting. but i don't really get it.... so, i google 'you are not your mind'. WHAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS ARTICLE is... well... the phrase 'blowing my mind' comes to 'mind' but now the word 'mind' has taken on an entirely different meaning to me, so... i don't really know what to say. so... just read it. OK GREAT!!! (it's christmas, you have all the time in the world right now...unless of course you're copying jenna marbles and getting drunk to decorate your christmas tree?!)
So... what now? i am not my mind? OK. so i tried to do what the 'spiritual guide' suggested, and i tried to 'watch my thoughts'.... so i got...
computers..... my lap is hot.... it's a hot day.... the ice caps are melting... the world is ending.... aliens.... what do aliens look like... aliens look like naked, skinny, unhealthy supermodels with no hair and almond shaped eyes that see into your soul... i need new sneakers.... i haven't exercised at all today... wait yes i did i went shopping, that totally counts, i walked for ages.... ok thoughts... thoughts.... what are my thoughts doing now... nothing.... shoes.... food... am i hungry?? i had a bing boy for lunch. that was great.... i could eat them as my last meal... i remember the movie the green mile... that was sad... i'm not sad, i'm happy, because i got engaged two days ago!!!!!!! *opens eyes and looks at ring.....sighs happily*
OK. so... was i watching my thoughts? i felt like i was THINKING my thoughts. but i am not my mind... i am a watcher, according to that article... so.... i was witnessing my thoughts, not ACTUALLY thinking them. They think themselves, according to the things that have happened around me. So... i'm not my mind... what the blip am i then?!
You are All That Is. You are All that is Not. All that is Not is necessary to experience All That Is, even though it does not exist.
You are the essence of life, the same essence which is in everyone.
You are the bum on the street, the millionaire in the jet, the Jew, the Christian, the Muslim, the athiest, the camel, the yo-yo, the sun, the moon, the infinite emptiness of space, and all form that exists in space.
You are everything.
We are all one.
Well... only SOME of that registers in my "mind". I think i had better give my "mind" a name, now that i realised i am not my mind. Like, maybe that will help me feel more removed from it. Is it a girl mind or a boy mind? Maybe it's both. What's a good girlboy name.... how about... Echo.... because.... well, because Dollhouse, that's why.
OK, so me and echo are here, chillin... and we are gonna sort this situation out, because now... thinking about "me" (not the body me, not the mind/Echo me, but the REAL me... the watcher.... the witness... behind all that mind&body crap).... thinking about "me" as being everything... well that makes me think about The Egg by Andy Weir... and i feel like life is a puzzle that "me" hasn't figured out yet.... and, if so many "people" (i use this term loosely, as a person is basically a body and a mind with another "me" inside it) think about this stuff, and already have it figured out... what chance do I have?! what chance do WE have!?
So.... what are "your thoughts" on this?
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