Julian Brockmann
Registered Member
- Aug 7, 2021
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Psychologists estimate that the average person has 60,000 thoughts every day.
Unfortunately, 95 percent of these thoughts are exactly the same as the day before.
And they, in turn, are identical to those of the day before yesterday, and so on.
In short, most of our mental activity is unproductive, a repetitive chatter that leads nowhere.
Another problem is the constant sprinkling of external stimulation that is so prevalent in the Western lifestyle.
A great many people have the TV or radio on all the time "for company", or spend their time reading trashy novels or surfing aimlessly on the net, etc.
And then suddenly they are old and sick and realise that they have done nothing with their lives.
All their thoughts come from other people and they have no idea who they really are or what the meaning of their life could be.
When was the last time you had an authentically new, completely original thought?
It is a sad fact that many people live in the same rut day after day, filling their minds with the mundane junk of an all-too-mundane existence.
Unfortunately, 95 percent of these thoughts are exactly the same as the day before.
And they, in turn, are identical to those of the day before yesterday, and so on.
In short, most of our mental activity is unproductive, a repetitive chatter that leads nowhere.
Another problem is the constant sprinkling of external stimulation that is so prevalent in the Western lifestyle.
A great many people have the TV or radio on all the time "for company", or spend their time reading trashy novels or surfing aimlessly on the net, etc.
And then suddenly they are old and sick and realise that they have done nothing with their lives.
All their thoughts come from other people and they have no idea who they really are or what the meaning of their life could be.
When was the last time you had an authentically new, completely original thought?
It is a sad fact that many people live in the same rut day after day, filling their minds with the mundane junk of an all-too-mundane existence.