Hell-Oh!
Thats how i respond when my mind surprises me with weird things. The word weird has been used to signify the mis-doing of my mind. Surely I consider my self aloof from my mind. It has a pulse of its own. But wait, who gives fuel to that pulse? Surely, its the body- my body. Huh! a mess gets created if I let it be - and the repercussions are felt from the top to the bottom of my being. You get it, what I am talking about? I am saying, this mind doesn't need that luxury. It needs to work the way I want it. It needs to go cranky when I want it. I got it into this world. How the hell is it suppose to supersede its master?
The quid pro quo for its misdoings needs to be identified. I stop fueling it. I start training it to be more sophisticated and developed. Right! That should work for me. At least that shall give me the control back and I assist me perform consistently.
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