So here we stand—face to face, lip locked within an embrace more intimate than I'd ever imagined in my wildest dreams—Well in truth—during my wildest dreams I'm being chased down the street by an angry gorilla and though my mouth is wide open, no yell for help gets past the huge lump, which tightens my scared-to-death throat—just like, right now! And each time that gorilla closes in, narrowing the gap, between life and death, I choke up even more—just like, right now—until Joseph's arms begin to relax their hold, freeing my arms to fly up, as though all on their own, to beat my sweetheart soundly all about his head, thus shocking him as spontaneously as he'd shocked me—and as his head bobbles back and forth to free itself of my blows, the wool cap, warming his ears against this frosty winter's eve, flies off and lands in a puddle of melting snow, as muddied as two, out-of-control, utterly stunned, pre teen brains—neither of which has a clue of the fact that one autonomic reaction leads to another—and so this scene leads this impassioned teacher to suggest that:
Jr. high schools offer a required class concerning the ways in which the limbic (emotionally, instinctive, egocentric) portion of the brain explodes over the Neo cortex, where knowledge and logic are stored.
You see, one side or the other of our brains lead us everywhere we go, and once we get to wherever we end up, one side or the other dictates everything we hear and say and do! Upon consciously identifying my brain as my leader, I decided to reflect back in order to learn how one side of my brain encourages me to achieve my goals while the other side discourages me from reaching my goals. In short, I chose to study the consequential effects of inner conflict.
Upon reflection, smacking Joseph around the head was purely instinctive. However allowing pure instinct to rule one's head is not always the best way to go. As you shall soon see, negative reactions result in negative consequences and then, later on, you'll watch positive focus turn negativity around ...
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