LIKE TEARS IN RAIN

 On the same line as previous post 

I am nothing if not free association 😛 

I can free associate a million thoughts a minute 😛 

all lost like tears in rain

when André Fortin says

L'histoire du monde pis mon histoire sont mélangées

J'viens juste de r'vivre cent milles autres vies en une seconde

Toutes mes conneries pis l'ambition de l'humanité

Ça r'vient au même

Y'a pas d'coupable, y'a pas de honte

I believe him!

The history of the world and my history are mixed up

I just relive a hundred thousand other lives in a second

All my bullshit and  the ambition of humanity

It comes to the same

There's no culprit, there's no shame

100,000 thousand lives in 1 second is easy when you're manic.

In fact being manic is a super power!~😛 

I like to paraphrase Professor X here

Professor X: [voiceover] Bipolars. Since the discovery of their existence they have been regarded with fear, suspicion, often hatred. Across the planet, debate rages.
Are Bipolars the next link in the evolutionary chain or simply a new species of humanity fighting for their share of the world? Either way it is a historical fact:
Sharing the world has never been humanity's defining attribute.

A spinning mind is not always fun though.

When I was young and stupid I used to say trying to sound wise that

In Life you only choose the heights of your mountains

The depths of your valleys will equal the heights of your mountains.

I prefer my mountains really high despite the depth of my valleys.

BUT NOT THAT I AM OLDER AND WISER LOL

A nice little baby roller coaster ride  will do just fine thank you. 😜

P.S. yeah all those thoughts coming in a second leaving in a nanosecond which is a point meditation is trying to show us.
They come and go and come and go.
You are not your thoughts!
You can sit and observe them coming and going.

Which I don't do often enough really.
Except at night when these thoughts race at light speed and I can't sleep.
RISING! FALLING! RISING! FALLING!
Thinking! RISING FALLING.
It seems so pointless and useless at times but there is something to it deep down.

Me not thinking or me thinking it is all the same.
As the great Persian Prophet once said in his wisdom:

Nothing really matters,

Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows...

Every single thought will be gone one day 

LIKE TEARS IN RAIN