Brilliant Minds Think Alike Novels & Stories

But he must say he had some brains. The plan was effective and had a very great hope for it to work out. After hearing his ideas alisha clapped her hand in Admiration. " Bravo...Bravo...."she said. " There is no word for your brain ,baron rayan." She added. There was no praise for him to be expressed. After hearing such a brilliant , even Macbeth couldn't help but admire his brain. Though Macbeth was intelligent as well, but there was limitation to it.

Obviously, this Pearl Trenton was much tougher than I was. An idea slipped into my mind. They said “Great minds think the same”. There was a chance that we both were tough woman, so she could do me some favor when I needed. Maybe some day she could be the next one who would help me out of this damn place.

Glorious. “Yes, um. You know, green, like a tree, sort of. But not really, more like a... a brain.” Claire’s eyes opened wide as the realisation hit her. “It’s a big green brain!” The druid suddenly looked terrified. He turned and ran, an effect Claire had on a lot of people. “A green brain,” said Maurice. “Yeah, that makes a lot of sense.” “Does it?” I wasn’t so sure. “It could mean they’re all linked to it. Like a central processor for a hive mind. Maybe they look so similar because they’re part of one giant organism.”

begin! "Human intelligence is nothing but a scumbag's survival instincts." -Author's shower thoughts.

That's how shallow-minded cheap women think? ***

“Since you call it a realm, does it have something to do with a place? A territory?” She nodded. “Kind of. Remember how a person can only be called a thinker if they surpass the ten percent brain limit? The two thought abilities in the green margin are so ridiculously powerful that only a handful of people belong to it. They achieved almost ninety percent brain capacity. And they belong to either of only two thought abilities.

“I mean, who would want to leave this fire, these blankets and that view outside. Until you realise that none of it actually exists.” “Well it’s as good as real,” Thought tells me. I’m not about to question him. “I can manipulate your mind to do whatever I please, and you wouldn’t know the difference. You would still consider that real, right?” “I get it, you’re powerful,” I say over my shoulder, my face practically pressed against the window. “So, you’re not disappointed you’re mated to someone as average as me?” Thought frowns. “First of all, you’re the most extraordinary person I’ve ever met.”

Baji said, disagreeing with Damien’s suggestion because it was a bad idea to move. “You don’t think? What has your thinking done so far, other than allow is get missing one after the other?” Damien asked and a majority of the people around echoed in agreement with him. “But who knows what’s out there, Damien?” Baji asked, looking at everyone else trying to make them see reason. But Damien’s case has been able to coax them.

Why wasn’t I hearing anything? Then it hit me. I hadn't heard a single thought from him since the second we'd collided. Normally, people’s minds kicked in right away when someone accidentally got a drink spilled on them. A stream of annoyed, low-level swearing thoughts about the stain, the fabric, and how the night was now officially fucked. But with him, it was just a total, unbroken void. Which should not have been possible. Humans thought constantly. Their brains never shut up. I knew that better than anyone. I had spent years drowning in it, learning how to filter through chaos that never stopped moving.