Draw a Blank.

Is there ever a moment where absolutely not one single thought runs through your head? Try just sitting there, like you are right now, and think about nothing. No, wait! Not even nothing (because then you are still thinking)! Think of a blank space. But don't think of it, just make it happen, sort of like how your mind is when you are sleeping (only you are wide awake)...It's harder than it looks, right?

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Thoughts fly in and out of your head all the time. coughEDWARDCULLENcough It's quite possible for another person to be thinking the same thing as you (you might notice that whole "Hey, no way! That's what I was thinking!!!"), but most of the time, that doesn't really happen. You may be so absorbed in your thoughts that you're in your own little world. Whether they're good or bad thoughts, well, that's really up to you.

You'd think the mind of a small child watching TV would differ from the mind of a man who has just committed a crime. Or, the thoughts running through a mom's head holding a new baby, as opposed to the ones of a girl who just broke up with her boyfriend. What might one think before taking a test, or after a great day. What one elderly man would think before he dies, set against to a wife that just lost her husband. The thoughts you have when you wake up to the alarm clock in the morning, and the ones right before you fall asleep.

It might be easy to be lost in your thoughts, or even have one thought that never leaves your mind. Try not to think too much ;D
-my.great.ESCAPE.

Absorbed in Your Thoughts?

Hmm, I wonder.

Psychology.
What makes the human mind like it is?
What makes someone think and tick?
That's a good thinking question, isn't it?
It is quite a mystery how the brain works and how we knew to use it from the start. It just sort of happens.

Psychiatry.
Does talking about your feelings really help?
Opening up your mind, while you're lost in them?
Being lost in your thoughts could be bad...Stress can build up and you may just explode one day.

Can people really change fate, since the start from birth?
Was Hitler born for greatness, but then led away from goodness?
In other words, do you control your mind, or does your mind control you?
All your memories are kept there. All that you learn. All that you know.
It is like one big locked up vault, where no one will be able to tell what is in it but the person who it belongs to. The vault may be small, or it may be an entire library of seemingly endless knowledge, one in which you may easily be lost in.


Stupidity is a disease. But isn't intelligence contagious, also?
-my.great.ESCAPE.

A Cycle, A Lifestyle

There are many types of letting go. There's letting go of a hand to get onto a school bus on your first day of school, there's letting go of what's holding you onto the edge of a cliff. They're both different, in many more ways than one, but yet they're the same.

Let's take a back track to before the 'letting go', think back to the 'holding on' part. Think back to when you extended your hand, your heart, your mind, towards that one thing, and latched on. That's the most important part of 'letting go' because without 'holding on' first, there wouldn't be a 'letting go'.

A child's blankie; something given to them not long after they're born. Perhaps even before, at a baby shower. That blanket is what keeps them company. When they're a baby, they lay on it, when they're a toddler they carry it around. It's their best friend, until they outgrow it. There's the 'letting go'. and after a few moments of complete loss, the child is bound to find something else to cling onto: perhaps a doll.

Letting go can't always be for the worst. Perhaps you're in a dead-end job that you can't quit because your boss thinks you love it there and your boss is a 'friend-outside-of-work'. Then one day, they go bankrupt, and what do you know, he tells you he's sorry, but he has to let you go.

Then there is the letting go, literally. Hanging on a wall with nothing but a big huge ten foot space of air between yourself and a cushion, you make the choice: hang on, or don't. Then it's either you fearfully climb back down, or you fall, fall, fall and feel that wooshing feeling in your stomach and your hair whipping around your face. Either way you land on the ground, or on something stable. Something else to lay on- something else to hang on to until you have to let go.


What Goes Around Comes Around;;
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