When Your Mind is _____

How do ideas form in our industrialized minds? Are we still considered animals? Why is the sky blue?


   When asked these questions in an oral conversation, we tend to make up things and make them seem like such grand and sophisticated facts. Aha-- I see a guilty look. We all know it's true. But what if whatever comes from our imagination was, indeed, real- or at least partially real? If we all could come up with one fact (be it "Food still travels to your stomach, even if you hang upside down", or "Ants taste like salt and vinegar chips"), it would probably be one of the oldest ones you know, the ones that you have seen at least a thousand times since you were a child.
   I am not really sure how our mind works, but a logical explanation would be that when we look at something, even for an instant, the carcass (the outline) is captured in the back of our minds. That way, it is stored in one of the millions of neurons, therefore staying in our minds for long periods of time, until old age eats up that particular spot of the brain. Thus, when we make up something, our brain tries to infuse the long forgotten fact into our so-called "fictional" ideas. Through this kind of function, our body makes sure that we use the fact unconsciously as to not forget it.
   To be frank, I have not looked up a single thing on human mind, and all these random and, one might say, madman's ideas are either from things I'v seen, the things I've heard or the things I've read before I even got the idea of posting a blog about ideas. Realistically, I would have to cite the sources if this entry was for educational purposes, but I could not resist sharing this friendly post to the peoples of the Earth and (hopefully) other planets.


With sincerity,


A

Updating My Blog

  Yay, I changed my font style! So uhh, I have no idea what I should write, so brace yourself (as in prepare for something difficult, instead of put a bunch of metal bars on your teeth in order to straighten them). I will rant, rant and rant throughout this blog, and no, it will not have a purpose. Whatsoever. 

I am sitting in my living room, trying to think of a topic to rant about and miraculously a teacup comes into my view. I am sure every family member has their own personalized teacup (or mug, if you prefer).

  Since I was a child, using someone else's mug (teacup, if you prefer) has been a family taboo. Now, I am not saying that it's okay to use someone's personalized mug without permission because they might have a serious disease, or they might be infected with cooties. Hmm... I don't even know what cooties are _googles cooties_

  Interesting... Cooties were invented by children. Anyways, using someones teacup was a bad idea, and if you really wanted to do that in our household, you'd have to thoroughly wash the teacup used. This entire concept was put into actin because my brothers were very squeamish and they were not pleasantly surprised when someone touched their food or drink. But that "phase" is gone now. which reminds me, remember when our parents would tell us not to share drinks with other children, but now every teenager you see, share drinks, food and bunch of other things we were warned not to share. How rebellious of us.


P.S I'm still trying to think of a signature.

Fully sane,


A