Your mind is a strange place, no matter who you are and what your life is about.
The mind comes in every possible combination, some we choose, others are learned, the rest we cannot understand where and why.
You can control it, lose control, brainwash, white-wash, deceive, convince and be convinced of anything.
It can be the ultimate super computer, with enormous memory storage, endless capabilities of creating truths, lies, illusions, guilt, demons, angels, and just about anything you can think of, or not.
The mind is the center within us of many things, including suffering, happiness, depression, sadness, pain, and just about everything we feel.
I am afflicted with a mind that demands intense feelings, needs to understand everything that is happening, and proactiveness in all that I do. On one hand it has enabled me to survive where others would not be able, but it is also a curse as my mind never rests.
For the past several years I have been trying to teach myself the philosophy and science of becoming a "manana person".
It has been a difficult learning experience, mostly a failure so far, because this requires everything I was ever taught and consumed as a thinking person to be consciously obliterated by me.
A "manana person" is someone of great holiness, honed skills, whose lifestyle, the very essence of their being, doesn't waste their minds energy and time worrying about what might or might not be. They are not necessarily stupid people, but it helps in acquiring these skills faster.
I envy "manana people" because they understand or perhaps don't even bother to comprehend that we have so little control over what happens to us in life.
It is in this meaning, this being, that I seek the holy grail of obtuseness in becoming a "manana person".
I must admit that I have no chance to attain this goal for myself but there have been some moments where I have been able to enjoy the freedom of not caring about what happens in a particular situation.
It may not seem like a big deal to you, but when it happens, what a thrill I feel for myself.
I kinda push the thoughts out of my mind, they keep returning to my mind, and then I kick them out, eventually forgetting what I was thinking about in the first place.
Sometimes it works and other times it doesn't, but how wonderful when it does.
The mantra is: I don't care.
Sounds reckless, irresponsible and oblivious to consequences.
On the contrary, I believe that it is the best way to get through the maze of life.
When you don't care about outcomes, you don't worry.
When you don't worry, you don't stress.
When you don't stress, you live a happier and longer life.
You have confidence in yourself, your actions, your inaction's, your smaller footprint.
You stand tall, you smile because you appreciate life more as it is, and not as it should be.
As the distinguished Philosopher and Neuroscientist Alfred E. Neuman stated:
WHAT ME WORRY
