The Monkey Mind

The Monkey Mind





Behind every successful "The Monkey Mind" man, there exists a stalwart woman; she may be his doting mother or his dearest wife or the supportive girlfriend, or any female or a team of females related to him by blood or by marriage or friendship, who wiser beyond her/their years looks after him as long as he could remember. Perhaps it is vice versa for some, but it is another story not for the author to tell.

Well, "The Monkey Mind" is mentioned in the middle path i.e. Buddhism, "Such is the state of monkey mind defined by restlessness, confusion, and indecisiveness" The focus of such state of mind is on the uncontrollable aspect of the living, which is further elaborated with the quote; "no man with The Monkey Mind is controllable until he is married off or is in a sincere relationship". Then the creature is tamed, for better or for worse.

After marriage or when engaged in a sincere relationship that ties the everlasting knot, "The Monkey Mind" man begins to lose the boyish naivety he previously had. Starting with his finance, or more precisely with the wife controlling that, it becomes inevitable, he now walks on the path of budget. As quoted, "The wife's money, is hers, but the man's money is, never-ever truly his" like ever.

You can tell! It may take years for a boy with "The Monkey Mind" to transform into a man with "The Wise Mind". But it takes no more than a day for that very boy to become a man, accountable in all aspects. His words become more deliberate, always conscious of the shrewdness of his wife. His ears edge like antenna's, his forehead cringed with contemplative thoughts, his dark hair blooms into snowy whiteness, with discernable changes apparent. The very aura of his is earnestly solemn. The prior detached facade transforms into an attentive countenance, virtually conscious of the social image which he exhibits. 


"The Monkey Mind" does have its perks: Energy!


How drained the body might be, there is still more than enough vivacity in "The Monkey Mind" man to have a conversation or two or three or four or let's just assume several, with oneself for most of the time and with others when he meets up with the like-minded circle of men or even women of "The Monkey Mind". With their circle being complete, everyone socializes with the inherited characteristics of our primate ancestors, the gossip communication from one corner to the other. And perhaps a grooming session on an intellectual frequency of canards. 

No man of "The Monkey Mind" is alike. Some have inborn agitation when a beauty passes him by, especially on the event when queried on a piece of certain information, he knows truly well, the result: no coherence in the utterance, just mumbo-jumbo. He only articulates in his mind. And this moment passes to the next. Left alone, he  can only sigh with relief with some lingering regret

Another sort of "The Monkey Mind" chatter none stop, to impress, to befriend, and to seduce the beauty by his side. Whether he triumphs depends on good luck, his appealing humor, and the attentiveness of the other party. It is the language of courtship beyond the friendly tête-à-tête of camaraderie

What about the woman with "The Monkey Mind". One can only postulate. She is a social butterfly. Her every word declares confidence and even her mistake are often overlooked by her dazzling persona.  In Nepalese terms, a female monkey is called "Sundari" which is understood as beauty (belle). It is a rich expression of profound meaning. Beauty is the focal point of mystification for everyone be it "The Wise Mind", or "The Monkey Mind" or mediocre. 

The wise mind restrains, the monkey mind resists, and the mediocre mind surrenders to the involuntary glamor of "Sundari". In respect to this marvel, it is bestowed upon by mother nature, leading to the attraction of special anomaly. As such it is part of the equation of the law of attraction. Well, it is quoted "Law of magnetism and Law of pure desire" the source

What comes Next?

The potential of "The Monkey Mind" is akin to the junction whether to climb either to the pedestal of genius or descend to the easy routine of the ordinary. 

The phases of evolution wherein some lived the sheltered life on the safety of trees and some struggled on the treacherous ground, consistently moving onwards, wrestling with the destiny of biological restrictions past Millenniums reaching to the present, the potential to be more is self-apparent in this case. 

As evident it is in the concluding verse by Robert Frost, quote:

 "I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference."

Yet, we still carry: "The Monkey Mind" with us. Naming ourselves "Sapiens" has not reoriented the intrinsic nature within us. We still struggle to understand the subjective perspective of others, to make their mind understand our own unique perspective, and to realize empathy so that we can walk abreast upright with the majesty of the apex of the food chain, which we have usurped from the naturally gifted predators, already extinct or nearly done for.

The true nature of "The Monkey Mind" is on the uninhibited movement, the intuitive flow of moments that transcend into memories. Such is the mind whose nature lies in the unabated curiosity which breaks everything apart, to understand each and every part of the whole and reassembles the parts to their original form after a thorough understanding. By contrast, such a mind also has more likelihood to stumble on the pitfalls called anger, jealousy, greed, hate, and such.

But we do have the potential to overcome such by perceiving them as tests. In hindsight, quote: "Appreciating  each of the tiniest detail of an individual  tree from nadir to the zenith" and on foresight, quote: "Admiring the forest in its entirety" 

 


 (Note: All of the words, phrases, or sentences used are the musings of THE AUTHOR, if it is true then it happens to be true unintentionally, which will be considered only as an interesting coincidence) P.S. Please share in the comments if it is true)


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