@TheRisingSun said in Something was exploeded in my mind:
We wouldn't move if there was no hope of success.
Sometimes we act desperately and don't event think about any hope, success of failure. Like a wounded cornered beasts. Of course it is just a metaphor, I never been in such situation and I hope I'll never be. But the feeling when you "rushing toward your doom and plaing vabank" by turning your mind off is familiar to me.
And that the question, that I always asking myself. What kind of me has more common with reality. Those one who always thinking and analyzing. Or those one who is trying to walk against the wind, despite of any rational explanation. Of course I can answer that both of them are part of me, and one cannot be with another one. But I don't satisfied with this answered. Hah.. Looks like I too overplayed in attempt to split my mind
