The viruses in my thoughts
A bunch of thoughts seems to have clouded my mind lately. Thoughts that are difficult to process in a way that leads one to a natural conclusion.
It's perfectly alright to daydream about things from time to time, think about things that will have little relevance, whether you conclude them or not. Thoughts like, "If I were a tennis player instead of a coder..", or "Which place serves a better Pho near my office?" or "Where should I go for my next vacay...". It's perfectly fine to not have the answer to these questions right now.
You know that you'll either get it and in case you don't, it doesn't really matter. These questions will come and go from your brain like the contents of a computer's RAM. They'll be overwritten with something else when a new process starts to run and as an older program has stopped running.
These are not questions that will linger at the back of your head, slowly eating you up inside, coming back to the front every now and then, occupying your head, vanishing at the back side, only to pop up again. They're not system processes that keep on running. Or rather, viruses, that keep on running, eating up your processing capabilities, heating up your system, while offering no value and refusing to quit.
I seem to have accumulated a few things in my head, that seem to be more like psychological viruses rather than a simple, yet tricky, game of 2048.
There are times when I wish we were a tad bit more like machines. Just a bunch of nuts and bolts, running on a musical wave of current. Every tiny part of us, replaceable in case of a breakdown or malfunction. Replace a few essential parts and you have almost a new machine, at least in practice, if not in principle.
It has taken us 10,000 years of evolution to reach where we are now. As our understanding of human anatomy has deepened, we have been able to replace several parts of us similar to machines. You can get new limbs now, even get certain internal organs transplanted, that is if someone's willing to donate theirs. Yet, it's the brain that seems to be irreplaceable. A part of you, that basically determines who you are as a person, unreplaceable.
So all I can do, when my brain seems to be getting worn out by the psychological viruses that seem to have crept in, is find them and fight them. The ability to be antivirus to these thoughts lie within the brain itself it seems. For some, this antivirus may be traveling or shopping or yoga. Anything that refreshes them for that matter. For me, it seems like keeping myself busy is the solution. So I'm drowning myself in a cocktail of work, tennis and Hungarian lessons for the summer, and a little bit of travel to top it all.
It's perfectly alright to daydream about things from time to time, think about things that will have little relevance, whether you conclude them or not. Thoughts like, "If I were a tennis player instead of a coder..", or "Which place serves a better Pho near my office?" or "Where should I go for my next vacay...". It's perfectly fine to not have the answer to these questions right now.
You know that you'll either get it and in case you don't, it doesn't really matter. These questions will come and go from your brain like the contents of a computer's RAM. They'll be overwritten with something else when a new process starts to run and as an older program has stopped running.
These are not questions that will linger at the back of your head, slowly eating you up inside, coming back to the front every now and then, occupying your head, vanishing at the back side, only to pop up again. They're not system processes that keep on running. Or rather, viruses, that keep on running, eating up your processing capabilities, heating up your system, while offering no value and refusing to quit.
I seem to have accumulated a few things in my head, that seem to be more like psychological viruses rather than a simple, yet tricky, game of 2048.
There are times when I wish we were a tad bit more like machines. Just a bunch of nuts and bolts, running on a musical wave of current. Every tiny part of us, replaceable in case of a breakdown or malfunction. Replace a few essential parts and you have almost a new machine, at least in practice, if not in principle.
It has taken us 10,000 years of evolution to reach where we are now. As our understanding of human anatomy has deepened, we have been able to replace several parts of us similar to machines. You can get new limbs now, even get certain internal organs transplanted, that is if someone's willing to donate theirs. Yet, it's the brain that seems to be irreplaceable. A part of you, that basically determines who you are as a person, unreplaceable.
So all I can do, when my brain seems to be getting worn out by the psychological viruses that seem to have crept in, is find them and fight them. The ability to be antivirus to these thoughts lie within the brain itself it seems. For some, this antivirus may be traveling or shopping or yoga. Anything that refreshes them for that matter. For me, it seems like keeping myself busy is the solution. So I'm drowning myself in a cocktail of work, tennis and Hungarian lessons for the summer, and a little bit of travel to top it all.
Comments
Post a Comment