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Food for Thoughts
13 years ago
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Thoughts are like invisible parasites.
They plant themselves and immediately start to take shape in your mind; each one a little different from the next. Sometimes they are of your own creation; dreams, goals, what ifs and the like. More often that not, however, you pick them up somewhere. The process is not at all unlike that of catching a cold.
Oftentimes, these thoughts penetrate your delicate little mind and cause nothing but pain and devastation.
First, they latch on. Once they've made their entrance and your brain has allowed them to take on a basic form, this has already been achieved.
Next, they burrow.
With immaculate precision, they tear through the very core of what you thought you might have been, leaving you feeling nothing but an indescribable numbness. As they burrow, they feed on what you can no longer feel, becoming more and more powerful as they grow and learn all the ins and outs of your mangled psyche. They find weak points and loopholes, and nothing is sacred. They invade everything you had hoped was safe and secure in the confines of your mind. The parasites have no mercy, and their never ending hunger certainly does not discriminate.
As they eat away at your desire to fight back, your physical self follows foreign orders for the first time, and you begin to lose the incredibly important ability to distinguish between right and wrong; safe and unsafe. While your body and mind are running on separate scripts, the real you is locked away somewhere; the parasites forcing you to host - and watch - your own downfall.
After years of being helpless and unable to cry out, you give up. The invisible hierarchy has claimed another victim.
You have been taken over at last.
They plant themselves and immediately start to take shape in your mind; each one a little different from the next. Sometimes they are of your own creation; dreams, goals, what ifs and the like. More often that not, however, you pick them up somewhere. The process is not at all unlike that of catching a cold.
Oftentimes, these thoughts penetrate your delicate little mind and cause nothing but pain and devastation.
First, they latch on. Once they've made their entrance and your brain has allowed them to take on a basic form, this has already been achieved.
Next, they burrow.
With immaculate precision, they tear through the very core of what you thought you might have been, leaving you feeling nothing but an indescribable numbness. As they burrow, they feed on what you can no longer feel, becoming more and more powerful as they grow and learn all the ins and outs of your mangled psyche. They find weak points and loopholes, and nothing is sacred. They invade everything you had hoped was safe and secure in the confines of your mind. The parasites have no mercy, and their never ending hunger certainly does not discriminate.
As they eat away at your desire to fight back, your physical self follows foreign orders for the first time, and you begin to lose the incredibly important ability to distinguish between right and wrong; safe and unsafe. While your body and mind are running on separate scripts, the real you is locked away somewhere; the parasites forcing you to host - and watch - your own downfall.
After years of being helpless and unable to cry out, you give up. The invisible hierarchy has claimed another victim.
You have been taken over at last.
