From the most sacred ancient text of Yoga: Oh Krishna, the mind is restless, turbulent, strong, and unyielding. I consider it as difficult to subdue as the wind.
But I confess that "my mind to me a kingdom is" - not! Rather it is a fantastical republic, daily troubled by more revolutions than ever occurred in South America.
I look like a casual, laid-back guy, but it's like a circus in my head.
Her mind is an unquiet one, words and thoughts and impulses constantly crashing into each other.
If you could hear the insane stuff going on in my head, it would scare the hell out of you. Probably. Or fascinate you. Depends on how easily you're startled, I guess.
I go through major crises every few months, but then I have great peaks of belief and creativity. I'm a weird kind of animal.
The word rattled in my head like rocks in an oatmeal box.
That's what it's like in my head all the time, constant snow, constant weather patterns of all sorts - blizzards, cyclones.
