Deep Thoughts, by Anigo Handy
Feb. 8th, 2005 09:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anigoI think I've thought on this before, but I'm thinking on it again, so humour me. I was thinking about it last night as I was going to sleep. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
raised_by_cats had a question in the same vein, so I think I shall carry on the trend.
I think there are two kinds of people. The SuperThinkers and the NotSoSuperThinkers. Now, just because you're in one category or the other has nothing to do with your IQ, there are lots of very smart people in the NotSoSuperThinkers category. In fact, I'd say that many of the smart people in the world are in the NotSoSuperThinkers category for the simple reason their brain doesn't get in the way of them being smart.
Confused yet?
Let's explain it this way:
It's a lovely Saturday morning in July.
NotSoSuperThinker:
Wow, great morning. I think I'll mow the lawn.
SuperThinker:
Look at that lawn. So green and lush. It's getting a bit long. But it looks so healthy. The neighbours might think I'm a bit of a slob if I don't mow it soon. Should I mow it today? But it's so wonderful out, it seems like such a waste to spend the time mowing the lawn. Days like this are one in a million.
Gosh, the sun feels fantastic. I could just stand here all day and feel the wind and let the sun recharge my batteries. It's too bad more people don't take advantage of solar power. It's so much more ecologically friendly. It's those damned oil companies sabotaging the planet that're doing it. Maybe I'll go have another cup of coffee. Mmm.... Coffee.
It's my guess that most of the people here are SuperThinkers. You know who you are.
If you read the above and said something along the lines of SuperThinkers are either lazy or scatterbrained or something similar, you're a NotSoSuperThinker. And that's fine, I love you anyway!
Because NotSoSuperThinkers are so lucky! You look at the world and say "I think I'll mow the lawn." And then you mow the lawn. Maybe while you're mowing you think about the superbowl, or what you're going to have for supper, but that's it. Fait Accompli. There is no hashing it out in your head until you're utterly exhausted. If you have a major decision to make it's tough, but you rationalize it - pro and con it - until the decision is made. If it's the wrong decision you curse for a bit and move on.
SuperThinkers on the other hand, never turn off their brains. Even if they want to. Their thoughts fly around in circles like they were whipped up by a tornado, continually picking up additional pieces of flotsam and jetsam as it goes along until there's a grand cacophony of noise in their heads. And all over trying to decide if they should go for the white or the whole wheat toast.
It's the SuperThinkers that are in therapy and never seem to find out exactly why they're there. NotSoSuperThinkers may have problems, and occasionally they need a hand in fixing them, but once they have, it's all good. "Oh, so that's it. Ok, thanks"
SuperThinkers need distractions to fall asleep. A quiet dark room just churns up more thoughts. They like noise to drown out their brains.
Two NotSoSuperThinkers get on very well. A NotSoSuperThiner and a SuperThinker will get on well, but they never really understand each other. The SuperThinker will think the NotSoSuperThinker is missing the point and the NotSoSuperThinker will think the SuperThinker is a bit delusional. Two SuperThinkers will probably get along fine, but they will never be able to find anything.
Being a NotSoSuperThinker is a blessing. You're not absorbing the emotions of those around you. Your brain isn't going in to overdrive over the smallest little thing. Life is what it is. It's all very WYSIWYG. But NotSoSuperThinkers don't feel the shade of turquoise in a sunset in their stomach. They don't see the magnificence of a black thundercloud. They can't taste the life of the culture of a city. (if you're a NotSoSuperThinker you won't have a CLUE what that last sentance meant.) SuperThinkers, however, will be shattered by the sight of a dead bird or a dammed river.
How wonderful to be a NotSoSuperThinker and be on an even keel all your life. How horrible, however, not to experience magnificence.
How wonderful to be a SuperThinker, and experience the very essence of life. How horrible, however, to have to live with your brain 24 hours a day.
And this, my friends, is why I don't drink three cups of coffee before noon on a regular basis.
raised_by_cats had a question in the same vein, so I think I shall carry on the trend.I think there are two kinds of people. The SuperThinkers and the NotSoSuperThinkers. Now, just because you're in one category or the other has nothing to do with your IQ, there are lots of very smart people in the NotSoSuperThinkers category. In fact, I'd say that many of the smart people in the world are in the NotSoSuperThinkers category for the simple reason their brain doesn't get in the way of them being smart.
Confused yet?
Let's explain it this way:
It's a lovely Saturday morning in July.
NotSoSuperThinker:
Wow, great morning. I think I'll mow the lawn.
SuperThinker:
Look at that lawn. So green and lush. It's getting a bit long. But it looks so healthy. The neighbours might think I'm a bit of a slob if I don't mow it soon. Should I mow it today? But it's so wonderful out, it seems like such a waste to spend the time mowing the lawn. Days like this are one in a million.
Gosh, the sun feels fantastic. I could just stand here all day and feel the wind and let the sun recharge my batteries. It's too bad more people don't take advantage of solar power. It's so much more ecologically friendly. It's those damned oil companies sabotaging the planet that're doing it. Maybe I'll go have another cup of coffee. Mmm.... Coffee.
It's my guess that most of the people here are SuperThinkers. You know who you are.
If you read the above and said something along the lines of SuperThinkers are either lazy or scatterbrained or something similar, you're a NotSoSuperThinker. And that's fine, I love you anyway!
Because NotSoSuperThinkers are so lucky! You look at the world and say "I think I'll mow the lawn." And then you mow the lawn. Maybe while you're mowing you think about the superbowl, or what you're going to have for supper, but that's it. Fait Accompli. There is no hashing it out in your head until you're utterly exhausted. If you have a major decision to make it's tough, but you rationalize it - pro and con it - until the decision is made. If it's the wrong decision you curse for a bit and move on.
SuperThinkers on the other hand, never turn off their brains. Even if they want to. Their thoughts fly around in circles like they were whipped up by a tornado, continually picking up additional pieces of flotsam and jetsam as it goes along until there's a grand cacophony of noise in their heads. And all over trying to decide if they should go for the white or the whole wheat toast.
It's the SuperThinkers that are in therapy and never seem to find out exactly why they're there. NotSoSuperThinkers may have problems, and occasionally they need a hand in fixing them, but once they have, it's all good. "Oh, so that's it. Ok, thanks"
SuperThinkers need distractions to fall asleep. A quiet dark room just churns up more thoughts. They like noise to drown out their brains.
Two NotSoSuperThinkers get on very well. A NotSoSuperThiner and a SuperThinker will get on well, but they never really understand each other. The SuperThinker will think the NotSoSuperThinker is missing the point and the NotSoSuperThinker will think the SuperThinker is a bit delusional. Two SuperThinkers will probably get along fine, but they will never be able to find anything.
Being a NotSoSuperThinker is a blessing. You're not absorbing the emotions of those around you. Your brain isn't going in to overdrive over the smallest little thing. Life is what it is. It's all very WYSIWYG. But NotSoSuperThinkers don't feel the shade of turquoise in a sunset in their stomach. They don't see the magnificence of a black thundercloud. They can't taste the life of the culture of a city. (if you're a NotSoSuperThinker you won't have a CLUE what that last sentance meant.) SuperThinkers, however, will be shattered by the sight of a dead bird or a dammed river.
How wonderful to be a NotSoSuperThinker and be on an even keel all your life. How horrible, however, not to experience magnificence.
How wonderful to be a SuperThinker, and experience the very essence of life. How horrible, however, to have to live with your brain 24 hours a day.
And this, my friends, is why I don't drink three cups of coffee before noon on a regular basis.