The curse of the human mind

The human mind is a race in itself, a parallel species that’s evolving faster than the human body. It seeks, hates, loves, flies, fidgets, but never does it die. The human body does. 

The human mind, it is the curse of the human body; the price it pays for being such an intricately-designed contraption. The brain, for being the crown of evolution, it suffers from all the parasites it harbours in its crevices. In the shadows of the brain, they thrive on the infinite energy available to them, until they grow into robust young, voracious adults. Ideas, they are. 

The deprive the brain of rest, of joy, of love, of all things good, of all things that bring about a release of a hormone that increases the flow of blood in the billions of arteries in the brain- the feeling of simple unassuming happiness. The human mind it is, the curse of mankind. The curse of evolution; the greatest mistake in the great cosmic blueprint. 

An unseen little flaw in its conceptualisation that puts the mind on a pedestal of power, of delusion, and on a sure path to self-destruction. It stops not at the boundaries set by land, or air, it transverses across to the stratosphere, to the moon, to the other celestial bodies, uninvited. 

In its quest to explore, to conquer to satisfy its monstrous ego of proprietorship of the little fragment of the universe visible to itself. Unwittingly, it devours its own self, gradually eroding its capabilities, and preying on the human body that hasn’t quite caught up with the human mind on the evolutionary rat-race. 

It’s a self-fulfilling flaw in the universe’s design. A slow, but sure plan to bring about its own death. It’s a curse on mankind.

Called the human mind.