It is funny; the older I get, the more I realize that there is very little difference between walking, digesting food, or the talking and the thinking I seem to do. We don’t think about our legs when we walk, they do their thing, and somehow we also stay in balance without us interfering in this automated process. Our food gets digested all alone, and our heart beats without us ever telling what rhythm to keep. It seems that the thinking bit in us has almost nothing to do with how we function; the body our mind seems to float in doesn’t need our consciousness; that’s why you have sleepwalkers and drunken drivers.

But that thing that thinks in us, our mind, you could say, is clearly a part of our physical body and not some mystical soul floating around, unattached to this earth. It might feel like it is; many people believe that we have a soul that is separate from our body, but with the right hit to your head and your personality might change, or you forget who you are. It is clear that who and what we are comes from processes in the brain and the chemicals that are there or that we feed it.

If our body walks without our interference, who are we to say that our brain is not thinking without “our” interference. Are our thoughts not as detached from our feeling of independence and uniqueness as our heartbeat is? Are we not walking behind our thoughts instead of actively producing these thoughts.

Would a so-called sane person start a war or shoot little children dead? Are the thoughts we have now not grown out of the mental food we have eaten in the past? Is it not comparable to the real food we have eaten for years and the influence that has had on our physical health?

We might inherit a character and some traits, but after that, it is important to know what we eat; we don’t start our life with war and child murder in our mind, at least; this conclusion is what my diet has taught me.