Think, Think, For it is Your Right to Think

The human mind is a powerful device. It is because of this mind that we boast to be superior then others. It is this mind that has boosted our ego and made us blind and it is this mind, or rather the lack of use of this mind, that is leading us towards devastation.

I sometimes wonder that these thoughts lingering in my mind; are they my own or are these thoughts injected into my system somehow by someone who does not want me to think. By someone who does not want me to use my brain. By someone who does not want me ponder deep into the realities of this world. By someone who does not want me to reach the conclusion that this world is temporary. By someone who does not want me to conclude that this world is too perfect to evolve by itself. By someone who has blindfolded me with a colorful rag and wants me to believe that these colors are never ending. By someone who has entrapped me in a cage of glass, placed in a room full of treasures, so that I spend my life trying to get to the other side.

What have I done to fight this someone who is trying to steal my thoughts? Who is trying to take this very possession away from me. I have bought a television, thinking that this great invention would connect me to the world and somehow make me more intelligent, wise and civilized, ignoring the fact that maybe this is the tool, ‘the most prized possession’ of that someone who wants to control my mind. Maybe this is the gadget that this someone is using to hypnotize me, to lead me astray from my purpose of existence, to make me believe what he thinks is right, to get me involved into useless discussions, to take away my freedom of thinking from me.

What do I do next? I delve into my library of fiction. I evaporate into a world of fantasies that this someone has created for me, pushing me more away from the realities of this world. To sink into a world of desire, lust and greed, that somehow, by some means, slowly but steadily develops into an obsession, that somehow corrupts my mind, that by some means creeps into my system and augments my expectations. This someone heightens my expectations to such an extent that they will never be fulfilled.

What do I do next? I go into depression. What is depression?; it is a state in which my mind is completely useless. It is that state in which my mind is the most vulnerable. It is this moment that this someone utilizes to inject his thoughts into me. Slowly, like a magician this someone inculcates his thoughts into mine, changing my perception about the world. For what do I do when I am depressed; I watch movies, I watch TV, I read, I go out and in some cases I resort to medicine and drugs that further cripple my mind and make me more vulnerable. Depression is a glorified name that this someone has given to the state of being unhappy, of not being satisfied and content with what one has.

This vicious cycle continues, day in day out. It somehow draws me further away from my purpose of existence. Look around you, this world is too flawless to evolve by itself. The physics and geometry too calculated to emerge by chance. Do not gaze far, just look in a mirror; the reflection is too impeccable to evolve by itself.

Think, think; before it is too late. Think, for it is your right to think. Think, for it will set you free. To conclude, I would leave you to think who that ‘someone’ really is.