The mind is a strange and scary entity. As an atheist I guess my personality,
character and even ‘destiny’ comes mainly from how my brain is wired. There is no God, universe, karma, luck or
fate to guide my life or define my ‘soul.’
My life is not mapped out before me like a toy car on an electric race
track. I do not believe in
predestination. How this life I occupy
reveals itself is down to the choices I make through the circumstances I
encounter.
My mind has (and does) played tricks on me and decisions I
have made have been misjudged because of impaired mental awareness. In illness I made choices which were wrong
and these choices created a different path to the one I hoped would be set out
before me. It has not been destiny or
God’s intervention but my actions (or inactions) in specific scenarios and
situations. To cut or not to cut; to say
yes or no; to speak up or stay silent; to walk away or not.
The mind I have is not an entity which infects and controls
me as if I am a shell controlled like a brainwashed creature. When I refer to my mind I am, in fact,
referring to me. I am my mind and my
mind is me. My mind is Tom. Tom is my
mind. I am Tom.
I have had many moments where I have felt intruded upon,
where my mind has been in the clutches of a foreign creature seeking to suck
the core of my being from me. This
creature (this Intruder) with the intent on destroying me though has only been
me. My Intruder has no power because he
doesn’t exist. I am the owner of my mind
and the keeper of my destiny. I walk
this path and decide what fork to take and what road to travel.
It is my choice to live a healthy, full and exuberant life.
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