Monkey on the mind
Did you ever have this feeling that there was a voice in your head? Telling you, urging, pleading, pushing, badgering, teasing, and instigating you, to do something. Constantly and mercilessly yakking its way through everything you do, or even try to do.
Something that is not stupid, but super stupid. The kind of thing that people first laugh at, ridicule and then put down as absolute insanity. Even suicide.
But that voice presses on. Constantly and mercilessly. Because deep down, somewhere in one tiny crevice of your brain, you know it might just fly. Because deep down, you don’t want that voice to stop. Because deep down, you believe. Grudgingly, but surely.
It’s the kind of voice that will tear your world apart and paste it in a completely different configuration. The kind of a voice that has absolutely no comfort about it. The kind of voice that you’ve been waiting for all your life.
What do you do with this monkey?
Something that is not stupid, but super stupid. The kind of thing that people first laugh at, ridicule and then put down as absolute insanity. Even suicide.
But that voice presses on. Constantly and mercilessly. Because deep down, somewhere in one tiny crevice of your brain, you know it might just fly. Because deep down, you don’t want that voice to stop. Because deep down, you believe. Grudgingly, but surely.
It’s the kind of voice that will tear your world apart and paste it in a completely different configuration. The kind of a voice that has absolutely no comfort about it. The kind of voice that you’ve been waiting for all your life.
What do you do with this monkey?
Labels: Ramblings
posted by Hari at 12:08 PM
10 Comments:
Love this post.
My 'monkey' has taken a backseat for some reason - I really need it to come alive again.
Thanks Sue!
Bananas work wonders, by the way.
Good one!
I live with a lot of these voices. And I believe that when they begin to die down, you should seriously panic. :-]
I think you should learn to preserve these monkeys. What fun is life when you do everything civilized?
Yup, truer confessions, are hard to come by.
sometimes the monkey just gets out of your thoughts and bites you in the behind and you panic and then you hear it no more, and then one panics again. we are all, as a race, bananas!
take the monkey out for a walk, shoot it in the head. even better, walk it to a food joint, stuff it till it can talk no more.
or you can listen to it, name it conscience, make it your favourite pet, and let it play havoc with everything you do.
my monkey wants me to take it to goa...game for december?
Goa's all about monkey business. I'm game baby!
Dude, i have a simple solution...give the monkey an apple to swallow!!!
@Anonymous
Haha!
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