The squirrel in the wheel is fixated on the shape of things. Her wheel is a metaphor for formality and complete misunderstanding of the essence of things. Fixated on the external squirrel does not understand the essence and purpose of things.
The squirrel in the wheel must be very dizzy. Whether from imaginary successes, whether from the invented fears. Squirrel severely out of breath, she has no time to take a breath, to stop and think where and why it actually runs.
The main problem is squirrels in a cage is that on the run hard to read. Now, if the squirrel was more read and studied, she would know where and what to run. And so she just runs to who knows where and why.
A hamster in its wheel hopes for a miracle. The hamster does not know that a miracle is an add-on over the basis of reality and is only possible as a super bonus for those who can do everything on their own. A miracle is a reward for what is done.
IQ is not a constant, it is something that grows or decreases according to Fibonacci proportions- 0, 10, 30, 80, 130, 210 etc. IQ Growth occurs in spurts with the accumulation of critical mass. If accumulation occurs, the IQ ranges in the vicinity of some equilibrium point like trapped in the wheel of the squirrel.
The squirrel in the wheel is looking for itself. A squirrel in a wheel is not the main thing, you don't have her. To live is to Be. But the squirrel does not know that to love is to Be, it seems, to love is to Have. Squirrel I think her no, she wants to catch itself and take possession of him. As soon as the squirrel will gain power over itself, it will break out of the vicious circle and will find happiness. In the absence of the happiness of squirrel hopelessly suffering.
The squirrel in the wheel is a game bot, a character that exists only to play with real characters. A squirrel can only think what others think of it. A squirrel can only do what others tell it to do. Self-squirrel is not able to act and devoid of external love and purposes stuck in the wheel of depression, running in search of myself. But since she doesn't exist, she can't catch up with herself.
Squirrel hung up in the wheel of depression, the same thoughts running around in circles, plunging gloom. If squirrel read more, traveled or communicated with intelligent people, it would improve her flow of thoughts and saved from depression, but, alas... there is neither desire nor opportunity.
The development and rise of human civilization can be attributed to the appearance of about 10 thousand years ago on our planet coral reefs, which concentrated in shallow coastal waters of fish and shellfish, providing the human mind with additional squirrel, previously inaccessible to him. An additional energy resource has allowed humanity to make a civilizational and technological breakthrough. Even the first money was shells.
On average, scenarios trouble cause the desire to work and elation. In the low variant - to leave everything, run away and give up. In high-loop squirrel in the wheel. Getting pleasure from running and work, the squirrel begins to specifically look for problems to encourage her to run in a circle.
The squirrel in the wheel is a squirrel that doesn't honor math and has forgotten that the essence of the growth movement is progression. In squirrel too little love to reality and so she, alas, not is growing.
There is only one truth, because the truth is one. Lies are nothing, they are illusions, they are darkness, they are zero. A lie is cycled and similar to a wheel in connection with which the squirrel cycled in the wheel feels like her world is boundless.