Emotions
The good emotions are so great and fantastic and of course give such a winged lift to life that they are absolutely indispensable. Now, naturally, before they arrive, we have already done something great by using the rest of our brain, such as creating or accomplishing something, falling in love, or just understanding the life in all things and the awe that goes along with that kind of realization.
So, these good emotions are often made in the long run and can stay with us, hopefully withstanding any lessor and intervening states of he mundane.
Bad emotions seem to come and go more often than being permanent, although some people may have made a life of them (what a grouch!), but, for the most part they are of molecular events gone terribly awry.
Yes, molecular events, of all the meaningless things, but those so overwhelmed by them may actually claim deep meaning to them… and soon end up in a bad place in a bad life ever getting worse.
…Many bad emotions are born of stress, not eating right, no exercise, working too hard, taking one’s self too seriously, genetics, and the amount of stability one has [or not] from life, enculturing, and upbringing.
Strangely, when very irritable, the brain often assigns the cause (again and again even) to the most recent happening, such as one’s pets and/or kids making some noise or some such normal regular thing. So, some then kick them across the room (not me). But, isn’t it the case that when you felt OK the day before, that these “noises” were not seen as any problem whatsoever?
Yes, it was your brain going awry, not the kids or the pets causing you to be irritated.
But you felt it! Yes, you did, but it was often just a spurious event. But you felt it! Yes, and how could you not trust your very own thoughts [feelings]? Because you fell for your very own thoughts, somehow thinking that you really thought them. Well, you did and you didn’t. They were merely the molecular events of your brain neurotransmitters going awry and not directing your brain traffic normally. Wrong signals were sent. You reacted, not even pausing to consider a more creative solution, for all thinking had halted. Yes, anger has no brains and the anxiety makes one irrational.
The cure: become an able spectator of your moods, seeing them from “afar”… Disbelieve your own thoughts! Easy? No. Doable? Yes. Witness the happenings. Let the parade pass by. Do not latch on.
Too much pride: Makes one feel too “special”, high and mighty and deserving [even of divine creation; had to get that one in].
Too much into self: causes failure to see circumstances but through the lens of one’s own ways and methods. Attempts to control. Do as I would do, etc.
Anger: call names; assualt; attack the player instead of the ball at ToeQuest; yell…
What others?


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