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.
The problem with squirrels is that it has accelerated and developed to the point that she would slow down, but whether late, whether she's just stupid.
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 runs away. They say she's running from herself, but that's a lie. Squirrel runs for itself. That elusive shadow she's always chasing is her own soul.
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.
There`s a curious moment, DNA and RNA don’t contain information on the composition of the human body in general, they only contain information on squirrel structure. The question is: where does other information come from?
Squirrels are the basis of life on the Earth. Squirrels are polymer molecules… Squirrels are polymers. Plastic bottles and bags are also polymers…And plastic is polymer.
Resignation implies that benefit shall be sought in what is available rather than trading bad for worse. Trading bad for worse is the symbol of the hamster running in its wheel: it eternally tries making things better but keeps making them worse.
Squirrel can rejoice in the wheel, and maybe to hate him. All in the hands of squirrels. If she suffers, perhaps she will be comforted. If she is happy, she will be pampered. Options "maybe" a lot, maybe even escape from the cell.
The problem with the squirrel in the wheel is that he's impatient. Squirrel is the planet Earth, its task is to grow life and beauty. But whether orbit her wrong, whether she is doing something wrong ...in General, squirrel strongly suffers.
The squirrel in the wheel spends his life on the superficial, on the material. She runs on the ground, not going into the essence of things. Squirrel does not grow up, does not grow down. To grow up, you need to grow down. A tree needs roots.
Why squirrel runs from fear, because she likes to run. Love is the cure for fear. Therefore, the squirrel likes to do stupid things, and then run away, hatching its eyes, it is not known where, fleeing itself.
I see the growth scenario as follows. The first 3 years you're running around in zero, as squirrel in wheel. At this level, there is no growth at all. Then you slowly grow 3.8 years, then there is a sharp explosion at level 7, then you either become a slave to vices at level 6, or you find the joy of creation and harmony at level 8.
A squirrel in a wheel represents light. Light is something that moves. Squirrel is a fool who thinks he's light. Squirrel idealist, it imagined of the ideal and tries to follow it. Squirrel denies reality, denies its essence.
The wheel runs squirrels or a favorite thing, or automatic, does not require thinking. Squirrel can either think about your favorite business, or about anything.
The mechanism of looping squirrels in the wheel is designed to squirrel once again did not twitch. Looping is another reason to think. The man came to a standstill, the situation causes fear, what to do is unknown. Fear paralyzes. It is undesirable to run away, because there is no clear belief that it will be better. Squirrel is not sure and does not know what to do. If I knew, I would. The subconscious mind specifically loops the mind to take time to think, not to accidentally spoil the situation, to allow the problem to resolve itself.
Squirrel in the wheel, dependent on"Do". The squirrel in the wheel resembles a circus bear on a unicycle. Her position is ridiculous and precarious. If a squirrel relied on" Be "and" Have", its bike would become more manageable and stable.
A psychologist is very useful to the human mind. We can say that the whole modern civilization was built, thanks to psychologists. By fixing the man, they were able to fix the world. In civilized countries, up to 80% of people have their own psychologist (psychoanalyst and psychotherapist in one person.) The man in the head a lot of problems and waste, a source of pain and suffering. We can see that 97% of our compatriots live chronically in hell and suffer. Are you very happy yourself? You're probably used to it, you think it should be. The eternal feeling of anxiety and the edge of the abyss. Looped stupid thoughts in my head, eternal lies to yourself and others, laziness and apathy. Heavy waking up in the morning and hopelessness. Endless running looped in the wheel squirrel and rake... rake... rake... Kind of different, but all the time the same. Thirst for love and lack of love. Chronic resentment, irritation and discontent. Scoundrels and fools around ... Endless failures and suffering, self-pity, suspiciousness and paranoia on the very edge of madness. Tired yet?
Squirrel in the wheel is an automatic bot that does not have its own real desires and love. Dream and love are only able people, squirrel is not able to.
The squirrel in the wheel is held by centrifugal force. The faster running squirrel, the stronger its circuit. If a squirrel runs from fear or gingerbread doesn't matter. To get out of the wheel, you need to slow down and jerk to the side.
A squirrel runs in a wheel because he doesn't know what to do. Squirrel ignorant, she's too obsessed with herself, a little reading, and inattentive to the outside world.
The squirrel in the wheel resembles the planet Earth. Squirrel think she's on the brink and fear she's always running somewhere, but in fact the abyss surrounds her from all sides and even under her feet is nothing.
The thirst for hoarding and storage of wealth is born of fear. Squirrel begins to collect and accumulate nuts in response to the reduction of daylight. The more darkness and less light, the more you want to accumulate... and accumulate.
The squirrel in the wheel does not just run, it runs and generates energy, using which something useful grows. In fact, the squirrel runs inside the grain, while the grain grows sprout of new life.
A neurotic is someone who is in suspended animation, he is immersed in a deep sleep. Squirrel has long been tired of running in the wheel and she wants to Wake up, but interstellar travel is far, millenniums of sleep require humility with reality.
The squirrel in the wheel is locked in a circle of stupid and ridiculous ideas. Moreover, the connection with the outside world is interrupted and the squirrel ceases to perceive new ideas, which preserves thought and ceases to generate novelty. The novelty of thought is growth; if there is no novelty of thought, there is no growth.
The squirrel in the wheel is a matter of habit and conditioned reflexes. Her madness is only the carotid reflex. The mind sleeps in suspended animation, and the body habitually in his absence, sports to prevent atrophy of the muscles of the body.
Squirrel to escape from wheel, you need a spontaneity... She just needs to run... run... and then, once, and without any preparation to jump off and run somewhere, no one knows where.