French Coffee

Saturday, December 12, 2009

French coffee, or a french kiss? They both have something in common; the shock when they touch my lips. I could imagine the taste of her tongue inside my mouth every time the coffee sips inside it. The picture would be complete if this kiss or coffee takes place inside a french car. However, It's being a long time since my last entry. I've been occupied by many thoughts, events, and business. Currently, I have 3 agenda are going up in my mind and real life.

First, I study psychiatry for now. It's very amusing and interesting, as I start to see and understand the world in a different way. However, it rings in my mind a bell to an important issue; are those patients are sick, or just extraordinary? It's very stressing to deal with patients who are considered ill for majority, while I think they're not sick. To tell the truth, the majority of our diagnosis approach is based on general population regular state. I think they're not sick due to three reasons. In the beginning, I want you to imagine a world with 95% of its population with mental disorders such as depression, mania, or schizophrenia. The rest of the population is normal, or what is considered to be normal for nowadays measures. Would the 95% think of us as psycho? Would they treat us to be just like them, normal people? To answer this question, I invite you all to visit the psychiatry ward in my hospital. Second reason is the facts of many figures are known to have a mental disorder. I would like to mention some of them in next update. Still, a friend asked me, are those people creative despite or because the disorder? That's a smart question, yet I'm not sure how to answer it. I hope to find an answer in the next few lines or from some of you.

My second agenda is my leg. My left leg. The poor one. I still feel the weight of the titanium nail inside it. I imagine myself every time I walk and limping as Dr. House does. Well, I think soon I'll be in a need for a cane. It started causing me a pain; harsh enough to awake me, nauseate me, and drive me crazy. It keeps ringing in my mind the idea of a pain killer. Still, is this all for real, or just a subconscious thoughts because I watch Dr. House? It's hard to know as I don't have an access to my subconscious. To tell the truth, I think I'm very limited in using my brain, power, gifts, and intelligent as I can't understand nor control my subconscious. To make it easier; the human brain can be divided into 10% of conscious, and 90% subconscious. The subconscious deals with many agenda without our awareness in every daily aspect of our life Those who are lucky enough to access the 90% may have stronger capabilities using their brains. Almost, only mental disorder patients access freely their subconscious. That, what I think, makes them extraordinary. So, they're special because of the disorder they have.

My third agenda is coffee. And before I start I hope if it were a French coffee. In the recent couple of weeks, I've been overusing or abusing coffee in my body. I wanted it to be at least a sweet addiction like French coffee. It's pretty, classy, smooth, and attracts many girls and some boys. Yet, I keep drinking very bitter and blackish one.However, I could identify, by using my body, a new kind of insomnia; caffeine induced insomnia. That puts me in a tough condition, as I need something to induce awakens, I need something to make me sleep.




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