Brainfark

Stimulating discussions about life has always left me engrossed. Sometimes exhausted. Mostly boggled. But nevertheless, extremely exhilirated. Socrates sat in a busy market contemplating, debating, asking the people of Roma question that left their minds buzzing and more often than not, their tongues too. Zen masters toy with their apprentices' minds: Throwing riddles and rewarding them with enlightenment, so full of promise but so laced with hope, the mind just burst into fumes, smoking in delusion, basically leaving those smart-thinking-monkeys-thinking-smart - brainfarked.

I enjoy a good healthy thought-provoking conversation with an individual any time. Pity they come so rare. I can count with my chubby ugly toes how few there are that I know of but howeversofew, that also means that they're precious.

You can never contain one of those individuals in one place. Their eyes gives out a restless glint that you so seldom find - that fire that burns a passion to live a life that is so full, that it inspires you. No matter how much I explain it here, there or every where, no one can or will understand. But maybe you do.

Look into the eyes of a child. Your child. And you will see it.


Alice in the Looking Glass