Psychological Thoughts

psychology to me is the methodical study of human behavior and intellectual processes; it is the concrete foundation to a rational mind. It can also be considered as a catalyst to a novel way of thinking, an innovative way to solidify ones philosophies and understandings as a human being. 
Numerous similarities are revealed when one juxtaposes a psychologist to a philosopher. Psychologists, just like philosophers, question and scrutinize the human norm. Psychological knowledge may be usefull in many ways. In most documented cases, it has been used to treat or rather help people with celebral disorders. It is mostly used to help individuals understand what or who they have become. In short, this means that large amounts of people in our societies today have lost their sense of identity as individuals. It sometimes takes a psychologist to drain our mental filters that are often clogged with rusted responsibiliy and moldy duress. Psychologists are the backbones to our societies; they are the glue that holds everything togethor. If it were not for psychologists, the world as we know it, would crumble like a neglected cookie. 
Like a thirsty sun-dried sponge immersed in water, I plan to absorb all the information i possibly can. Honestly, i am more interested in learning about the theoretical part of psychology. I am truly curious as to where my final destination will be in this world of degredation and uncertainty. They say everything an individual learns, opens their eyes to a new world; I am wide eyed and open nosed to the world that is psychology. "Some people are afraid of what they might find if they try to analyze themselves too much, but you have to crawl into your wounds to discover where your fears are. Once the bleeding starts, the cleansing can begin." (Tori Amos) 

A Letter

A letter I conjectured for lost souls

Do not let material things rob you of your joy in life.

Life is, then life isn't.

Do not forget what life is all about.

Never forget what is truly important in this everyday struggle we call life.

Life is a journey, not a sprint.

Learn from past mistakes; never plan, always anticipate.

Life is bigger than ones problems.

Live and let live, because life is then life isn't.

LIFE UNDERSTOOD

A story I conjenctured so that all who read may find light in the darkness that is everyday life...

I placed the rope around my neck and almost simultaneously, dark, misguided, tribal thoughts raced through my now troubled mind. Anomalous thoughts of unicorns, seahorses and one legged turltes wobbled themselves through my imagination. My vision became blurry. Burning dollar signs flew in my direction causing me to sway from side to side not knowing that my involuntary actions were soon to be my last. The tables support leg creaked painfully as though mourning my fate. I forcefully closed, then opened my eyes and approximately 10 meters away from me, stood my mother. She stared at me, transfixed looking at me about to take my own life. For the first time in my life, I felt like I existed. I felt like I was getting noticed, finally somebody paying attention to me. The once black sheep of the family, now the shining light. Finally, finally my presence is felt...
Tell me what you think the story means.What do you think of the money reference?

What is money?

Life is unpredictable. To me, its funny the way pieces of paper with dead presidents on them dictate our lives. We fall victim to what we once strived to keep sacred. Invisible boundaries trace themselves in communities around the world depending on how much of the paper an individual has. When it comes down to it, its only paper. Mere pieces of processed tree bark and ink. Some people live their entire lives simply trying to make a profit from everything and anything...sigh.....The more I learn, the more sorrow I feel. Sometimes I despise wisdom......... Money is a curvatious slut with lingerie and clear heels. I am sad to say that I am falling victim to my own "erection."