You Are Not Your Brain Novels & Stories

Defective to the human mind Is the believe I am wrong I am right Things run situation based You can be right still wrong You can be wrong still right Nurture respect for self Command over things That need to be done Do not practice delay It kills Before it sustains Logic is multitudinal dimensional How can you neglect self authority To govern To rule To acknowledge Come celebrate ceremony Of no absolute truth No complete gain Just the beginning No end is sane They who contribute enough Shy away They who sell extreme Still live in pain Come celebrate success Come practice the sane What if I carry you aloof In the door closed era No opportunity knocks There is no tomorrow there Will you be hap

He snapped. “No, I just think that even earlier too, you were mad with me because I was always following around, and now when I am not, you are calling me names. Next what I will be, currently I am an attention whore, then I might be something bigger, like what, the “S” word. Should I spell it for you?” I wheeze. “Don’t put words in my mouth. You know what I am trying to say.” “I am not putting words in your mouth. I am just repeating what you have just said to me.”

Shawn said, “Your thought process may be normal, but that doesn’t mean your brain functions are. Simply put, your brain functions are the key to you controlling your body. “Abnormalities in brain functions aren’t severe and wouldn’t cause any damage to your brain. However, there will usually be some flaw in one’s limbs whenever this happens.

“If that’s what you think, Miss Genius, but FYI, our brain is more stupid than our heart.” I chuckled, looking up at the sky as I wondered what would make my heart do to make my brain stop from doing right.

She said and pointed at my heart. "This brain of yours is important, too. Don't let those feelings that you have for him make you dumb. Risk if you have to and if you think he's worth it. You are smart, it's given but you will never know how 'love' as an enemy is." She said and moved her finger to my brain. "Don't let 'love' control you. You have your own free will in your brain that you have to listen, too. Don't let love blind you." She added that made me question everything she said.

He panicked, patting my head as I tried not to sob. “Good things don’t come easy, but the reward after putting in so much effort is always worth it. And most of the time, our brain projects things bigger than they actually are. You’ll find a way through it, and I can help you. Just make up your mind that you’ll live. You’ll create your own happiness and proof them for your sake. Life is worth living, and yours is too valuable to toss away because of idiots that can’t value you.”

Instead of trying to stop them, he looked on from the sidelines. "The human brain can be colloquially likened to a smartphone. The memory is fixed. It's fine when you open a single app and it runs smoothly, but when you open several apps at once, it starts to run out of time, so the phone usually deals with one task at a time. The human brain, too, is primarily processed on the surface, in the human brain we call it consciousness, in the background, we call it the subconscious. And the hypnotist is the person who plays with the phone. As long as I can make good connections, I can use the conscious and subconscious of the brain at will." Madman leans his hand against the wall as he speaks, cr

Ouch' I said grumpily. 'Who told you to be a Wonder Woman?'. 'Who told you to be a Statue Of Liberty and stand in the corner of my mind watching that bastard squeezing my neck like a stress ball'. 'It's your fault that your neck became his stress ball. I had to keep your anxiety on bay otherwise you would have been splashing your powers in every direction by now like a damaged popcorn machine throwing popcorn every where '. 'You have a point there'. 'Of course between the two of us I am the only one who is born with a brain'.

I say quietly, looking at the overfilled plate of food in front of me. "Hmmml," he scoots closer to me and his fingers lace around my arm to grab my attention, "you are not fat. You're perfect, beautiful, you're healthy. Whose words are those that are running through your head? They can't be your own, nobody's own brain thinks so poorly of themself unless it's other people words consuming it." Why won't you Just let it go? "It's not important." I say, trying to take another bite of my strawberry.

Sofia added, “With YouTube videos and then checking where they got the information from.” Alex slowly nods, saying to her, “Let me explain, honey. The brain is just another muscle. It gets tired and needs warming up to start working fully. The time in which you can maintain maximum concentration is quite short if you do not train it. It is more ideal for studying lightly daily than strongly before tests and exams. Sofia crossed her hands and smiled at him, and she said, “So if you study daily video games and work?”