Slightly philosophical, I know, but here I go. I have been musing the possibilities of perception of one's family, and how this perception has an effect on one's state of mind, and view of one's self in general. Basically, my idea is that brilliant people only ever come from unstable families. After pondering this statement, I realised that it serves well for any person, regardless of their family background. I'll elaborate:
If a person has an unstable family history, they will then assume that they are, in fact, brilliant. Yay for all.
If a person has a stable family history, they would therefore assume that they weren't brilliant. Boo for all.
BUT, we all know that telling yourself, admitting to yourself, that you're not brilliant is something which the human mind is wholly incapable of. SO, I ended my tirade of mental abuse with the following:
If something appears to be stable, it's a farce. If something appears to be a farce, it's stable.
For those of us who aren't brilliant, this statement performs well, only in a self satisfactory way. For those of us who are brilliant, we can spend hours analysing the possibilities of said statement, and how it fits into the grand scheme of our brilliant lives.
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Interesting concept but slightly flawed. I can freely admit that I am not brilliant – perhaps this is because my mental capacity has been stagnated by the endless hum drum that my life has become?
I’m happy with moderate – but is this an influence enforced on me by my current occupation?
Too many questions so little brain matter to process them.
I think I might ponder on that for a moment…
Help me Baz I'm trapped!
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