In your head
I live in a small box
You keep the lid closed
Rarely checking
Am I still there?
Have I outgrown the confines of your mind?
And what you believe me capable of?
The thing is
With your small box
And me
We are defeated even before we begin
Because the answer to your question is always the same
As long as I remain
Part of your small compartmentalised brain
Then again,
Quantum mechanics suggests
Several alternatives
For the box
The *cat
And questions
Am I dead?
Living?
Changed from how you see me
It doesn’t matter
Because when you open the box
I’m not there
I’m here
And just like Houdini
I’ve escaped from the chains of your perception
*how we are perceived by others should not in any way effect our personal growth and abilities yet sometimes, when people are sensitive to the opinions and judgement (no matter how ignorant or unjust) of close family and friends – it can literally stop a person in their tracks for fear of failure and criticism.
Don’t let it do that to you. You don’t live in a box in someone else’s head. Instead you are adrift in a sea of limitless potential – stay there and thrive.
*the cat I am referring to is of course Shrodingers Cat – a brief explanation here in case you are not familiar with the experiment often referred to as a paradox.
