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Zingo bingo! The Strongest Mind ever to exist in the Whole Wide World! Able to woo any dame and beat up any villain, and...sounds a bit too good to be true, doesn't it?

Zingo bingo! The Strongest Mind ever to exist in the Whole Wide World! Able to woo any dame and beat up any villain, and...sounds a bit too good to be true, doesn't it?

Oddly, what I did worked, but not in the way I thought it would. So let me tell you what I did, no charge, and see how you do. Are you ready?

I once came across the concept that a man who can concentrate on one thing for three minutes can takeover the whole world. The point was that to stay mentally concentrated on one thing, to put it simply, expands the mental wattage. Having read this, and wanting to have the most fully functional brain allowed by the powers that be, or anybody else, I decided to do it.

I was doing doing Karate at the time, and exploring martial forms such as Sticky Hands from Wing Chun Gung Fu, and various other martial styles, and I really thought that I had the mental willpower to pull anything off. I did my kata, I could remain calm during freestyle, and I had the discipline. Now all I had to do was apply that discipline to pursuing Nirvana, seeking enlightenment, or whatever you want to call it.

I decided to use a simple, little rock to shape the ultimate concentration and the resulting explosion of pure mentality which, I hoped, wouldn't shatter the universe too badly. A rock, after all, was what the earth was, and the shape of the thing was round, like the whole darned universe, and it seemed so neat and appropriate. So I went into a nearby field and chose a well shaped rock, and prepared to turn on my enlightenment.

I sat down next to a tree, placed the rock in front of me, and focused on it. I tried not to think, I tried to just focus on the rock, and to ignore all those silly little surface thoughts, like what was for lunch and what the latest movie was, or what I was going to do that weekend. I was, after all, going to shatter down the doors to heaven, so what use did I have for the following weekend, right?

After three minutes I tossed the rock away, stood up, and started walking away, totally disgusted with how boring the whole thing was. I mean, to think that I was going to enter the ultimate paradise just through being able to think at a rock, how stupid, how boring! Suddenly, I was jerked to a stop as a sudden thought washed over me.

It wasn't the rock that was boring, it was me. All that boredom was being generated by me, and I realized something...I would never be bored again. And I suddenly realized, in this moment of self revelation, the thing had worked, but not at all how I thought it would.