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baffles me...

a simple fact that human brain is powerful is used, at least for quoting, by endless number of people...just some of those people using a wee bit more than others baffles me so much!

the part that astounds me, as you might think, is not the fact that only a few people use their brains beyond that regular mundane amount. the bewilderment lies in the fact that as of now I have had the chance to meet not even a handful of them as yet and just a step outside the regular boundaries, the set limits, the beaten path sets one apart so amazingly. Just a tiny step!

HOW REALLY POWERFUL MUST THE HUMAN BRAIN BE!

The priorities though of the most powerful existing entity are things that to a "too-much" in the limits brain like mine, are far too difficult to co-ordinate even than that entity. The enormous efforts of gaining name, fame, the attempts to portray yourself as an ordinary mortal while your attempts are all concentrated on a huger task of making yourself live long after you would be gone.

Baffles me...

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