Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Mind doctoring
In the beginning communication was probably a series of gestures and grunts, howls and screams.
Later when those things turned into words and we realized we had minds, people began taking advantage of them to control us with superstitions and voodoo and other mind games.
Now we have whole professions dedicated to the proposition that these minds can be doctored and fixed, dissected and bisected by science and strangers, by talking and analyzing, and charging us insane amounts of money for things that might better be handled by a best friend.
Because who knows me better than my best friend? The careful ear of a best friend is worth it's weight in earrings and then some. A true best friend does not over react, or push me into insane action, or tell me things just because I want to hear them.
That friend will listen to me anytime of the day or night, not for the money, but just for the love of me.
And the beauty of real, honest, intelligent love is it's the biggest miracle worker in town.
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