You Are Not Your Brain Novels & Stories

"Shaw, no. Do not touch her. She’s my best friend. She just apologized to me, we just fixed everything—" "Yolande, she saw him materialize out of thin air," Shaw said, his voice entirely devoid of malice, just stating a brutal, logical fact. "If she keeps that memory, she’s going to end up in a psych ward, or worse, she’s going to talk to your dad. You want to protect your parents? This is how we do it."

I Know you are wondering why I was here, I'm here because this past few weeks I have been having different types of morning sicknesses which has been an hindrance to my work. I made an appointment yesterday online, I was told to come the next day which is today. It can't be anything serious, am sure it's just a slight headache, fever or stress from all what going on in your life. After my mental battle and encouragement I walked into the hospital with my head held high,my heels clicking loudly on the tiles. I wasn't scared of the results,my father has no disease which I inherited neither do any of my grandparents or family relations so I knew it wasn't symptoms of a disastrous and life chan

"Life isn't perfect, and there will be instances where everyone has something to do, but don't already assume you know the answer before you ask. You have to let the people in your life help you, don't automatically think they'll disappoint you. I have a feeling, more often than not, they will surprise you and your life will be fuller for it." A huge breath works its way out of my throat. "This will take a lot of retraining my brain." "It will, you'll have to remind yourself, possibly daily, in the beginning that you aren't a problem for other people. Somehow you've convinced yourself you aren't a person who deserves what everyone else has. You do, Mandy, and we're gonna make sure you realiz

What was even worst was that, by the end of it, you would wake up one day, realizing that the first robot in your life was nothing but a figment of your imagination; a persona created by your subconscious mind as a coping mechanism; otherwise, the stress would get to you and you would end up losing your mind for good. I say, it was fascinating to think how human brain was capable of doing this to you. No wonder, it was the most powerful organ we have.

I admit , I was so pre occupied with my thoughts , I had forgotten the necessary things that needed to be done . I can be so dumb sometimes , it's really annoying . It's the thoughts . The constant chirring inside my head is to blame for how blanked out and unaware I am of my surroundings . Right . It's not my fault . It's my brain . Always blame the brain . " Why wouldn't I ? I know how bad transitions can be . " He sighs running a hand through his hair and I wonder if he is thinking about Michael's transition .

"Lucy, make an appointment for me on Thursday, I would like to have a meeting with the Board of Directors of my three other companies, tell them attendance is a must, no excuses." "Got it, sir!" She nodded and walked out the door. Yes, I have three more companies. How I got it? The answer lies all in my mind. I enslave my brain, grasp and control it. Use it to its utmost potential. Today's society is used to being enslaved by our brains, and what it says is what we do, without further scrutinizing if it will be for the betterment of our life. That is when the toxicity starts to emerge within us.

"But I don't have any talent. I am nothing but a mere hindrance to everyone. Garbage, someone who is not worth talking to. Someone who is not worth spending your time with. I am someone with no future. Someone who doesn't have a brain to be used. I am useless, worthless I am. . ." "No, you are not" "But" A soft and not that heavy smack in the head was received by the little young lad. "And who tells you those things?" "They... they talk about it" "Is it them who is breathing to make you stay alive" "No," "And tell me is it them who is controlling how your body will move? What your mouth would say and what your body will do?" "No, it is I who do those things for myself" "Anna, I do think tha

"Look at me, I am here with you; nothing is impossible." "That's the problem," she said, hitting her own forehead on the table. "What if I am seeing things and I just don't know yet? What if my brain created all these things to trick me, but in reality, I've been talking to myself this whole time? What if I was slowly getting crazy and now it just happened?"

“It’s quite unfortunate that you are not going to be living after this. This would have taught you a vital lesson to not go above your head. And as for you.” “I turn to the idiot that was manipulated. You see how fast your life flashed before your eyes not too long ago?” “Yes sir.” “That is how fast your brain should operate on missions. Calculations determine your life or your death. It could have been your body they sent to us.” “Let’s go back to business.”