Dear Diary,
Today was a good day. A quick day, too. Vipassana requires a lot more concentration but makes time fly by. It's also becoming a lot more natural; the beast has nearly been tamed.
It's amazing how quickly you can train your brain so that it can detect the subtlest sensations on your skin, things that you would have been totally unaware of before. All of a sudden I'm feeling everything everywhere.
I should explain something before I continue crapping on. There's a point to all this, these aren't just meaningless relaxation techniques, they're supposed to be connecting my conscious to my subconscious mind.
Here's my quick 10-second guide to enlightenment.
- Become aware of your subconscious mind
- Learn how to disconnect your conscious and subconscious mind
- Done. Enlightenment
It does make some logical sense. By having complete control of your mind and emotions, you essentially control how you want to feel. Want happiness? It's yours! Want love? It's yours!
It's not all roses and rainbows here though. The guy in front of me is a sweater. A horrendously bad sweater. Granted it is fairly humid, but by the time there's a slight hint of dampness in my armpits, his back is challenging Niagara for a water-flow record. It floods through his white shirt at a torrential rate, and by the end of each day it's turned a horrible grey-brown colour.
I'd have more sympathy for him if he'd stop farting. He sounds like he's dropping rabbit pellets when he does. He's not the only one either, all the Indian guys fart. Burp too. It's incredibly distracting, especially when it's less than 2 feet from your face.
Ok, bed now. I feel exhausted.
Sounds distracting (and disgusting)!
ReplyDelete