We are gifted unlike other animals to perform different tasks that are beyond our natural abilities and habitat and also live a life out the physical, mental, geographical and intellectual boundaries of birth. We basically have an option to live a life and adopt a lifestyle that we wish to, unlike our lesser privileged subordinates of the evolution tree. We can be a fish that swims; an ape that jumps; a bird that flies or a bull that tows and tugs, and drive by this need or feel we are or we wish to be something and somebody our body and mind is comfortable with, and it should remain so. Animals on the other hand do not enjoy this freedom, they are anatomical and physically of the same build, and irrespective of their emotional need they are bound be restricted by certain limitations of their physiology. There are no skinny elephants, or fat lions or furry lizards, unless of course their geographical and evolutionary needs drive them to mutate into another species altogether.
This blog is just an afterthought/ after-effect of watching the movie “Fight Club”. More specifically a dialogue in the movie – “If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?” Pondering over that line, I have been wondering if there’s another side to me, a person whom I fight to keep confined in the steely wraps of my sub-conscious mind. Who is waiting to make me a conscious less slave of his? And I found, there is one, probably not as dominant and adventurous as Tyler Durden, but I feel I’m indeed fighting to keep the other person bound to an image/perception of me by the society by exerting my conscious dominion over my thoughts, activities and responses to match or fit with the rest of herd. As an example to such nature: I’m not much of a people's person, I really am not overly disturbed by the atrocities and pains of the world, the suicides, homicides, earthquakes, tsunamis and other humanly miseries, I am not consciousl