We Americans are brainwashed, continually choosing our culture’s hype instead of actively tuning in to the brain that we’ve each been blessed with.
We have within our brains the most amazing mental apps ready to release currents of creativity, inspiration, and joyous ideas. Yet it appears to me that Americans are uninterested in their own thoughts, bored by their own brain. (However, for some reason, I am just the opposite: I enjoy the output of my brain; I love my own thinking.)
In gyms almost everybody on an exercise machine is plugged into music or a TV — no way for very many of their own thoughts to slip through that. (Meanwhile I plug into my own brain and sweat to my own ponderings.)
Public walls (whether in restaurants, bars, doctors’ offices, or stores) are laden with flashing flat screens, sending sensual sights and sounds that drown our minds with drivel. Smartphones (and their apps) dumb us down by distracting us from our own thinking.
Our think tanks are out of gas, while we, like nursing babies, (ignoring the milk of our magnificent mind) suck in the sugar-water formula of our culture’s craziness.