There was much talk in the Rubberland scientific community for the last few months on how to preserve our brain size and sanity at the same time due to excessive indulgence in a peculiar ritual of compressing and tickling the brain, some sophisticated mortals called brainstorming. This practice had increasingly becoming a malignant force that break apart many restless souls. Many had missed their periodic Friday night sacred services to their loyal partner at home, overindulged and too much carried away by the call of duty.
Despite numerous years of digesting the books and technical journals, I just found out recently that brain is one precious organ that required the most energy from our body in order to function properly. Any attempt to squeeze the brain for any illusive ideas, will put much strain to the organ and exhausted our body. Having realized that, my curiosity as to why some of my colleagues dozed off and melt into the oblivion during those many night brain-squeezing sessions was at last answered. Some even purposely left their brain at home and join the zombie army.
This blog comes to live again after dormant for quite sometimes as I finally found my brain again, stuck in between the microscopes in my laboratories.
Despite numerous years of digesting the books and technical journals, I just found out recently that brain is one precious organ that required the most energy from our body in order to function properly. Any attempt to squeeze the brain for any illusive ideas, will put much strain to the organ and exhausted our body. Having realized that, my curiosity as to why some of my colleagues dozed off and melt into the oblivion during those many night brain-squeezing sessions was at last answered. Some even purposely left their brain at home and join the zombie army.
This blog comes to live again after dormant for quite sometimes as I finally found my brain again, stuck in between the microscopes in my laboratories.
One interesting encounter though worth mentioning here while having a break in between storming the brain was my sighting on this interesting terrestrial creature lurking in the bush, probably sending out a signal into the celestial planning to dominate our world. In the Keropoklekor land we called this lizard 'pok kor' or a more elaborate honorific 'tokki angguk'. To the One-nation, I believe this lizard is more well known as 'cicak kubing'. To the untrained ears this creature's name sounds more like a disease without no cure.
We need at this point examine the reason why this lizard of which coincidentally can also change color to suit the surrounding are becoming a familiar sight in the Rubberland. In the Far-land this lizard is known as crested tree lizard, or when engaging a fight this creature turns red thus was also dubbed as bloodsucker lizard. This lizard is related to iguana, but unlike other lizards they don't drop tail and run for their life leaving their comrades behind when threatened or encountered any danger. But as my newly-found-brain is increasingly showing symptoms of sluggishness and need to be lubricated more with time I think the question for the time being is better still left unanswered.
