“It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then — just to loosen up. Inevitably, though, one thought led to another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker.

I began to think alone — “to relax,” I told myself — but I knew it wasn’t true. Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was thinking all the time.

That was when things began to sour at home. One evening I turned off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life. She spent that night at her mother’s.

I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don’t mix, but I couldn’t help myself.

I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau, Muir, Confucius and Kafka. I would return to the office dazed and confused, asking, “What is it exactly we are doing here?”

One day the boss called me in. He said, “Listen, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don’t stop thinking on the job, you’ll have to find another job.”

This gave me a lot to think about. I came home early after my conversation with the boss. “Honey,” I confessed, “I’ve been thinking…”

“I know you’ve been thinking,” she said, “and I want a divorce!”

“But honey, surely it’s not that serious.”

“It is serious,” she said, lower lip aquiver. “You think as much as college professors and college professors don’t make any money, so if you keep on thinking, we won’t have any money!”

“That’s a faulty syllogism,” I said impatiently.

She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama.

“I’m going to the library,” I snarled as I stomped out the door. I headed for the library, in the mood for some Nietzsche. I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors. They didn’t open. The library was closed.

To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night. Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye, “Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?” it asked.

You probably recognize that line. It comes from the standard Thinkers Anonymous poster.

This is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker. I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was “Porky’s.” Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.

I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed…easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking.

I believe the road to recovery is nearly complete for me.

Today I took the final step… I joined the LNP.


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sheep to the abattoir LNPers

So people who can weigh up foreign issues, draw their own conclusions, independently of the faction dictators of the old parties, and then run rings around alevine over it ... no wonder it inflames him so.

NZLabour have a policy of three years free university education ... could you ever imagine Auslabor having a policy like that in the future ... now they are in goose step with the conservatives?

Shameful action ~ labor and the coalition stitching up that 5 yo rape victim, alongside all the others. And labor supporters continue on without a thought.

sir prince duke alevine wrote on Feb 5^th, 2016 at 7:16am:



You continually paint your wild claims and my actual opinions as Greens policy. It's you who can't think on your feet ... or on your backside at a computer.
No wonder you're a covert labor supporter. I'll be ashamed too !

sir prince duke alevine wrote on Feb 5^th, 2016 at 7:31am:



Opinionated ... and fact free


Last issue I disagreed on with the Greens here on this board  ... Richard Di Natale's comment about Greens holding ministries in a Labor government ... Greens main aim is a Greens Majority Government.

Now when is the last time you have condemned your Labor party.
Have you lampooned Labor over their shafting of the 5 yo alleged raped refugee child?

As far as I have noticed. All you ever do is deflect away from Labor with lies about the Greens. Me think a Greens supporter must of accidentally kicked sand at you, when your where even more childish ?

i read all the time.
i read autobiographies, philosophy, spirituality and self help.
i believe that you only learn anything when you push outside your comfort zone and, therefore, most people stop learning very early in life.
they enter a Durrrrrrrr state and end up beaten - down by life.
if you arent making progress, life is pretty much over.
people then numb themselves with sensory input.....
sweet foods, alcohol, drugs, porn etc.
Low level consciousness stuff.

the best way to learn is to run a small business and be interacting with the public.
This will cause you a lot more stress then being an employee.
By conquering this stress, you are consquering your own fears. you can feel yourself growing.
Sometimes you will learn so much in a day,. you are almost sleeping restlessly as you can feel the computer code in your brain being re-written.
you develop a charged vibe.
you simply cant resonate with low vibe food like maccas
you simply cant resonate with low vibe people like whingers and people with limiting beliefs and a cry-baby narrative.

you can feel yourself going into higher consciousness.

i dont believe in god but god or someone will keep giving you more and more problems and curve balls and this is all designed to help you grow.

as you use these problems as stepping stones to propel your growth you become super confident and people get attracted to you.

it is the upward spiral of the correct mental attitude.

the loser attracts loss to his life.
the winner will attract problems but there is nothing good or bad in the "suchness " of life, it is thinking that makes it so.

It will all change for the cry baby when he changes.

Read David Daeda...the way of the superior man 

Andrei.Hicks wrote on Feb 5^th, 2016 at 7:54am:



I'm not a drug addict. Shouldn't judge others by your own parameters.

And as for number of seats ... that can change rapidly since Greens are the alternative to the corruption of the old parties.

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