The ultimate con, the smartest opponent.

I guess this is one of those rare moments of truth when your own mind shouts out -protesting the insanity of the voice you have been listening to, trusting it to be your own "self"-  imploring it , guarding it and finally lashing out to anyone or anything that even poses a slight threat to it.There seem to be no boundries to the lengths  people will go to protect that "voice". All unspeakable crimes done in the name of power,dignity,trust and pride were done to nurture the "I" . The enemies that people create  are the results of the delusions caused by their egos -telling them to destroy the threat that might uncover the voice's real nature. It feeds on them like a parasite. It makes every desperate attempt to overthrow the sane mind that struggles to gain some semblance of acknowledgement .It makes us believe that we are born to be the way we are, that nobody or nothing what-so-ever is more important than itself.   Its roots are deep - deep enough for us to forget our existance without it .The moment a child learns to percieve the "I" of its existance , it is lead to assume that the  "I" is  its  own self. That voice in a child's  mind that makes it look around imediately after a bad slip-and-fall, before it cries (only if somebody noticed the fall).If it goes unnoticed, the child would probably stand up and walk it off. The cry for attention is the "I"'s cry for sympathy and a defence against blame.
It plans every move like a chess game-  planting small and supposedly insignificant ideas and thoughts in our minds , then delieberately reminding us of those "insignificant" incidents when the right time comes to move the queen ... and before we know it- checkmate. Our  naive minds trust the voice, believe that it is a well- wisher, protect it from the slightest injuries and long for its approval. Strangely, we hardly think about its genuinity when it tells us that we are right and will always be , even though, in a dusty corner of our minds we know that it is time to accept our mistakes and beg pardon. The con is so beautifully crafted and executed that we don't realize that we are the victims until the fall , which is so hard because we finally understand that we die protecting the enemy.

And now i ask a question to myself ( and You if you are reading this blog) - Why are we programmed to trust that voice? 
 One answer that pops to my mind without delay is -      "because i said so !!".

I sense deep waters and a definite quagmire.

"You can only get smarter by playing a smarter opponent".

  

"The greatest enemy will hide in the last place you would ever look".