Before you read this post, I already know what you’re thinking. First you’ll chuckle to yourself, and then you’ll react with sarcasm. “Yeah sure. Really? Oh yeah right.” I concede that a few of you might find yourself curious, possibly amused by what am about to say. Why you ask?
Because I’m a mind reader.
Skeptics should take this moment to do their laughing. Now I grant you I’m not the best mind reader in the world—I’m only the eleventh best. I suppose a few of you think you’re able to read minds too, perhaps you fancy yourself as the best mind reader in the world—but surely you jest?
Now I’m not claiming to be a know it all, unless of course you’re in the habit of deceiving yourself—after all, I only read minds. However; I do adhere to some very simple rules when it comes to checking out what’s going on in your heads.
For instance; I do my very best to never intrude on anyone when they are deeply disturbed. That could end badly, especially for me—particularly if you’re out of your mind at the time. If a person is in a coma I stay completely out. Besides nothing would be gained in there anyway. Mentally ill? Definitely not!
Also I never enter a persons mind when they are fast asleep either, they could be having a nightmare. Certainly don’t want to get in the middle of one of those.
For another, I try not to read the mind of anyone having a headache, after all I don’t want one too. And I avoid reading the minds of couples while they are kissing, I believe three’s a crowd—plus it gets messy in there. Okay, I might do it—but only when I’m attracted to you.
Propriety? What’s that?
One more thing you should know—I never read minds unless I get a six figure income. I guess this post is over.