The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled. ―Plutarch
Welcome to day 15 of the 29 Days to Reviving Your All Natural Super Human.
Do you ever have one of those days where you feel a bit bloated with “blah,” maybe a little bout of irritable brain syndrome; the attack of mental yucky? There’s a medical term for you. Remember, you read it here first.
How do we ever fall victim to the cognitive queasiness? It happens—quite simply—when we treat our minds like second-rate organs. Our stomach receives first-rate attention, but our rinky-dink mind, well it’s on its own! We protect our gut but our grey matter….c’est la vie.
We vow to eat healthy, avoid toxins and extra calories; salt is a no-no as are GMO’s and artificial fillers and additives. We call for “all natural,” “organic” “grass fed” whatnots when we can get it, and forget about processed meals and unnatural food dyes of any color.
Hyper-vigilant when ingesting knife and fork in hand, we’ll stuff our minds and philosophical palates with mounds of pre-packaged, deep-fried junk thoughts at the “all-you-can-inculcate” buffets of everyday banality.
We obsess over 6-pack abs and trimmed waistlines yet ignore all the psycho-fat and flab we consume at the drive-up windows of outside opinion. Those junk points of view pack on some girth.
When it comes to cerebral cuisine, our impeccable culinary standards are quickly tabled and suspended. We’ll guard our appetites at the fridge though not in the face of the static quo.
We’ll wolf down and pig out at the unlimited smorgasbord of criticisms, projections, and prescriptions of the herdlings; don’t forget to waddle on over to the unlimited brainwashed buffet. We’ll snack on side orders of inane expert points of view, to hold us over until the main course arrives!
It’s really quite simple; the day I started counting my cognitive calories with the same sharp-pencil-passion I employ in calculating how many steps or miles I would need to walk off that triple-decker-breakfast-platter, I was on to something; the only fitness regiment that truly matters. Watching our wisdom with the same eagle-eye-focus as our waistline, now we’re talking.
Looking to shed a few pounds? Why not start with the philosophical fixation that you are a vacuum that needs stuffing, a being in desperate need of “all the fixings.”
No more junk calories, or no more binge thinking, loading up on empty ideas!
Born a Super Human, destined to a model life, keep in mind who you ultimately are, tap your All Natural Being, always think sharply and cut out any pinhead attitudes that try to serve you a spoon full of contrary crap.
Why not become a belief gourmet? No artificial sweeteners!
Now that’s a diet I can get behind!!