Today I came up with a theory - a little something I call "braintheory" (pronounced "bra-in-the-ory)
It generally suggests that my brain is run by little organisms that can generally be classified into three departments - The Brain keeper, who help keep my brain clean, neat and tidy by organizing and classifying my thoughts and other varied observations; The brain runners, who deliver messages from my five senses to the brain keepers; and the ultimate brain secretary, who reports things to me and tells me what I am thinking.
It came today to me while I was bathing in my mama's bathroom. The floor is dark marble, and I was staring at it while the waterfall crashed on my head. Suddenly something told me something, "hey, that floor looks like an oyster."
Looking again, I realised it
did look like an oyster, with the swirls and all. I asked the something, "how do you know?" and the something told me, "the brain runners derived information from the brain keepers that the imaged you just processed matches another image in your memory folder that was labelled 'oyster'. So I told you so."
I was puzzled. "and who are you?"
"I am your brain secretary. Call me Joe."
Thinking about it
now, I am pretty amazed how the whole conversation-in-the-bathroom occured in total silence. In other words, it occured in my
head. And speaking of my head, today I discovered an astonishing revalation that was bound to change my life and my current perspective of it. Some brain keeper must have been bored and dug up an old memory file becuase I suddenly remembered something that happened when I was a tot.
Many years ago, when I was a tot, my mama brought me to Raffles City. In the large square area, some nice people were conducting a competition. It was who-can-spell-digimon-backwards-fastest competition. Mama persuaded me to join. On stage, three people before me spelt it wrongly. All this time I was painstakingly flipping the whole word in my head. When it came to me, I said it perfectly, though slower than I could have incase they missed an alphabet or two out. Perfect! the guy said. I was sure I would win. UNTIL the last girl's turn came. She shot the alphabets out at bullet speed and to my SHOCK and HORROR the guy caught em all! That must have been my first encounter with bad words. SO i won second
Sitting in the car today I realised that - THE WINNER CHEATED! She must have heard
me say it
perfectly and took advantage of my intentional slowness to say it as quick as it takes for a duck to swish its tail. I SHOULD HAVE WON THAT STUFF TOY.
Oh, and they say ignorance is bliss. I won a green digimon watch anyway, which I wore for many years till the day the treasured confection ticked its last.
Braintheory is just a theory anyway. (:
"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will then find peace."
