Brain Current
Professor Numbone, brain wizard and scholar extraodinary, looked up from the ponderous volume he had been absorbing and snapped his fingers, in ecstatic inspiration. thats it!" he murmured.A mysterious current proceeds into a light bulb, undergoes a miraculous transformation, and we have light. So with the human mind it is the filament of our thinking process, it is the cell which becomes incandescent when the strange contact is made.
If the current of thought enters properly into the brain the mind energizes and the light of reason results. If theres no current the mind is dormant--- it cannot respond even to muscural will, it cannot act. But from where does the current come? where is the first spark? How does this bodily energy origanite?
Ah ! that would give us the secret. The professor calmly ripped several pages from the book in his lap and stuffed them into his mouth. "Hmm-mm tasty he said to himself. If it were only possible to gorge ourselfs upon this knowledge thus!" At that moment , the telephone rang. the professor rose and deliberatley poured a glass of water over the recevier before he picked it up. "OH its you harry. You've finished your lesson?...Thats fine. Did you get any heavier?
Oh, i forgot .... knowledge doesn't add any weight. Strange isn't it... I wonder why that is so. The professor sat down again in deep thought. Sometimes I feel so strange, he reflected. Now why did I pour the water over the telephone. I never saw anyone do that before. A lunatic would do such a thing and nobody would wonder or think its strange.
But I am a student, a reader of books, a teacher of thought and I am considered rational, if my actions are irrational, people begin to wonder, If I should explain the deed by claiming it was done in experiment, the sense of irrationality would disapper. For example; I am engaged to a
psychoanalyze a patient who had become mentally sick. In a fit of temper, the patient attempts to attack me and with presence of mind, I douse the patient with cold water.
The patient suddently is subdued and meekly apologizes. Those who observed the incident applaud my resourcefulness. I take the floor. the action of the cold water upon the patient's nervous system has restored the sense of mental equilbrium, I explain confidently. This sense of mental balance, however, becomes disturbed and the patient loses the values of porportion. It is like a pinball machine which tilts.
The listeners applaud with gusto. The grear professor Numbone--- he must be a genious. So thue, so true, --I am, are I not? The professor looked carefully at his shoes. Size nine" he said meditatively. Not big for a great man, at that. Supposing we should measure a mans mental stature by the size of his feet---I should considered very ordinary,indeed.
Come to think of it, how can we determine a man's intelligence, how can we guage genius? Am I great because I recite nicely, because I write ponderously, because my beard is long, or because I have a magnetic personality? Could it be that I am respected because my actions are irrational, Im I then in the same category with the lunitic? Lets me see, there are some funny angles here.
Am I rational when I throw water on the telephone or when I douse a helpless individual? Does the current of thought energize the mind or does the brain give motion to the nerves? This business of philosophy sometines becomes very confusing, indeed. The professor bent to his knees and began to crawel about the floor. Why must I be so deucedly different!" lamented. A baby crawls so upon the floor and is much loved.I'm I not happier than a baby. Is it possible, with God's will to go back to the blissful state?
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Posted on Feb 17, 2005 by Past member
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