The Mind Bending Principles (Part 2)

Now, certain important things have been established throughout our history.  Certain things that we always take for granted, regardless of race, creed, age, sex, etc.  I'm not here to explain that.  In fact, I may not be 'here' at all.  These statements are made neither to provoke thought or for you to judge me.

Anyway, I was recently thinking about writing used for psychological reflection; the mirror of the mind if you will.  I thought about this on a morning commute, just in between near-hit accidents on the clogged freeway.  First I thought, "wow, what a waste of my life."  Then I thought, "wow, what a waste of the little intellect that still exists."  Here's 50,000+ motorists in my near vicinity concentrating not on anything but their own speed and proximity to other machines.  Concerned with nothing except how fast they can reach their monotonous job without filing any insurance claims or increasing their blood pressures too rapidly.  Because I regarded this with disdain and I felt discomfort I began to think, "what the fuck am I doing here?"  Then I thought, "how can I reflect on myself as a human being?"  Perhaps then, I thought, I could look in the rear view mirror?  This only exposed long-forgotten black heads and overgrown nose hair.  I reacted by pulling at the nose hairs with tweezer fingers, which nearly resulted in the loss of my front fender and creation of tens of thousands of dollars in whiplash claims.  So no, that wasn't the answer.  My eyes watered and I sneezed.  Perhaps then I could wait until 6 pm or so and take a look in the full length mirror at home?  Yes, I would do that.  Satisfied, I looked ahead to the congested road and breathed in freshly burned diesel.  Nostalgia for school buses.  This of course was a trap.  The so-called, "commuting trap."  It has so much more to do with your psyche than it does your physical self being trapped between a dump truck and a Prius.  It's a trap that consumes your mental being and envelopes you in carbon dioxide induced personal contradictions.  You can't really defeat it in the traditional ways of "giving it more gas."  In fact, that only constrains you more.  I had to snap out of it for a moment and think about what the full length mirror image would give me - reflected light on a man in his early thirties with a white t-shirt and receding hairline.  I have no insecurities about my outer being, and I don't really care about it too much (but slightly more than any math professor I've known).  Looking at it provides nothing.  My only solution is to pick up a pen or press these keys.  Write something, learn something.  This image is important for me to review and its the way it develops.  It's a principle of mine.  Write.  Write. Write. Talk.  That occurred months ago.  This is the first time I've written anything.