When Instinct Takes Over

I promised I would write in English too. Well, here it is, triggered by the English Adidas-slogan "Instinct takes Over".

Yes, Germany is flooded with Adidas Commercials that "Instinct Takes Over". But who TF understands this? Nobody of my neighbors who I asked. But then, admittedly, I don't live in a sufficiently educated district. Sorry, neighbours. But what they understand is "instinct" and "Adidas". In these advertising posters soccer star and "Weltmeister" Özil is seen in extreme body positions - yes, I use this German word, since also German words are flooding Great Britain und the USA, words like "Weltschmerz", "Über", "Angst", "Gesundheit", "Doppelgänger"; in the Adidas movie commercials Özil's translucent body structure when running in extreme slow motion suggests that of a Na'vi of Cameron's Avatar, though Adidas implies that we are in the realm of predators. Poor Özil, no more himself but pure instinct of a predator. Back in Jurassic times. Fixed patterns of actions in response to stimuli, forever unchangeable. You could also say, Adidas promotes that the target group, i.e. the majority of the people, stay at the level of instincts; let influential thinking be done by the rich and powerful. By politicians. By multicorporate enterprises. Since Özil is already a multi-millionaire you could also say he was taken over by the instinct of greed for another 25 mill. Euros paid by Adidas. 25 millions! How much is that? More than every person of my district combined will earn in a lifetime. I admit, I envy Özil. And suddenly I realize, I'm taken over by pure instinct, the instinct of envy. Envy. But since I'm not a predator, I can undo that. How? I guess 25 mill. would do the trick. At least for now. So, why not spend 25 million Euros on me? Yes, of course, I'm not worth 25 mill., seen from an advertising corporate angle. My 65-year-old body, though kept in shape by daily yoga, seen in slow motion, what a joke. Funny. I just have a hilarious epiphany: extreme fat bodies, seen in extreme slow motion with extremely red Adidas shoes, extreme body fat wobbling in extreme slow motion, what an extreme laugh... OK, back to seriousness... Seen from a Buddhist (and quantum philosophical) angle, everything is just an illusion, is waves falling into particle states by the combined act of observing and freezing the observed in a time-frame to see or have something of worth or beauty. Or to quote Einstein: "Reality is just an illusion." Since 25 mill. are simply an illusion, I ask you, oh mighty corporate gods for whom 25 mill. is just peanuts: Who will risk 25 mill. Euros on me? Methinks that 25 mill. is enough to produce that very special movie Mont Pi which has block buster potential - see for yourself: http://quantenmedien.npage.de/mont-pi-a-drama.html. And to advertise and publish a novel of mine, titled Kaffee mit Latte (Stiff Coffee). Does anybody think I'm a megalomaniac? If so, remember: thought is also just an illusion, made up of particles frozen by the concept "Megalomaniac". Undo it and let the waves continue their motion in that vast and inexplicable quantum soup and you'll see the truth: that the 25 mill. are mine, precious 25 mill! Mine, mine, mine. Sorry, I got carried away by Jackson's Lord of the Ring. Does anybody think I have delusions of grandeur? Again, that's an illusion too. Undo it and you'll see and be free.

Undo all your fixed thoughts and you really will be free.

OK, I admit, right now I was a bit taken over by my instinct to lecture. I undo it, everything falls back into waves. And I'm again an observer who doesn't evaluate the wave-like states by thought-concepts who turn processes into things.

You should try it too.  Do it.
Just kiddin'. Admittedly it ain't that easy.
But sometimes it is!
Really! 

Hope that you rode well on my train of thoughts while sipping a good cup of Stiff Coffee!