A dream of controlling thoughts
A dream of controlling thoughts
Not anybody else's thoughts...that'd be creepy and immoral.
I mean I dream of being able to control my own thoughts.
Like to be able to decide not to have the lyrics scrolling through my head, pushing to be sung out loud, and always just a bit wrong.
Like to be able to select a task from my list and turn it into a smaller list and incrementally tick each one off until the entire thing was done.
I would like to think about one of my inventions deeply, instead of shallow and move on. hit and move. hit and move.
What if I could put all of my thoughts and energy into one project...what could I accomplish.
I think I want to make something physical, but then I think we have enough stuff in the world.
I want to be where happy people are, and allow my brain to float around as it will.
If I give it a pleasant environment and sufficient stimulation, I will be just as happy with my mixed uncontrolled thoughts as if I could be singular in my focus.
I take drugs to slow my brain, but it doesn't slow it down enough to deal with most of life...which is seriously slow motion most of the time.
The drugs I take are grown in my own yard, or a friend's...they are directly from nature and have been used probably as long as humans have existed. I don't feel weird or wrong about using these modifiers any more than I do the cups upon cups of coffee that help me regulate to a conventional work schedule.
I realize that there are other drug options, medications that I could take, but they are made by man and man is fallible to a fault, and I don't want to risk my sanity for some better work productivity.
The real solution is to find a way to be free to choose every moment and to be in a place that supports that choice, with resources sufficient to achieve them.
What a tiny thing to ask for.