To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the inner music the words make... ~Truman Capote
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Wildfires of the Mind...
Is growing up having to deal with goodbyes and loss? Is it dealing with letting go and moving on?
My mind is always at war with itself. A bloody war.
One cavalry is saying this I am right. That it will all work out. That I do and did the right thing.
The other side is teasing, belittling, and blaming me. Telling me that what I'm hoping for and doing is a waste. That I'm the one whose at fault.
They are constantly bickering back and forth, to and fro with each other.
Which one is right? Which one is wrong?
Is it possible to tame the wildfires in one's brain? One wouldn't want them to spark out of control...
Our brains have minds of their own. If that makes sense...
There are two parts to the brain: The id and the ego.
The id wants to do everything and anything. It doesn't care. It wants to be free to do whatever comes to mind. No second guesses. No worries.
The ego is what stops it. The ego is what over analyzes it. The ego is what shoots it down.
Id over ego.
Ego over id.
An endless war.
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