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Mind vs Monkey

12/2/2014

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Apparently, something like 100,000 thoughts pass through the human mind each day. That’s a lot of through-traffic even if 90% of the thoughts are pedestrian in the extreme. Where’s my other sock? What’s the time? I’m dying for a cup of tea. Must put toothpaste on the shopping list. That kind of thing. Over and over and over.
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Unsettled, restless, capricious, whimsical, fanciful,inconstant, confused, indecisive and uncontrollable. This, said the Buddha, is the nature of the human mind. 

It’s like a monkey swinging through the trees which “grabs one branch and lets it go only to seize another” He called this unceasing, undisciplined flow of thoughts Monkey Mind. 


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GUEST COLUMNIST - THE DOG'S TALE

8/10/2013

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The SPCA recently launched HOWL, a helpline for abused dogs which integrates Google Translate with the latest in Canine Voice Recognition software. Dogs can now report ill-treatment, and access rescue services by telephone.  The Dog used this technology to compose his first contribution to The Grey Urbanist.
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I’m guest contributor to the Grey Urbanist column this week so I should start by introducing myself. I’m Pete, the grey and white fox terrier who until now has had existence on these pages only as the canine companion of your usual columnist Ro Cambridge. She and I tossed around ideas for the column and thought it would be fun to reverse our roles. 
You may be wondering how, as a dog, I am able to translate my thoughts into a form which you find intelligible. If so, you are obviously not aware of the rapid advancements in dog-friendly technology. 


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IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT: YOU'RE SUFFERING FROM THE "HOARDER GENE"

29/1/2013

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A Las Vegas woman 's body - crushed under piles of junk in her home - was not discovered until four months after she’d been reported missing. In spite of the fact that police sniffer dogs had searched the house, and that her husband still lived in it. The Hoarder Gene killed her.
Is your kitchen drawer a repository of half-empty matchboxes, bits of string, rubber bands, jar lids, screws, dried-up ballpoint pens, corks and bottle caps, unidentified keys, scraps of Xmas paper and those little scribble pads that real estate agents send you? 

If so, you may carry the recently identified Hoarder Gene. Researchers believe that the gene is a legacy of our Palaeolithic hunter-gatherer ancestors and affects the behaviour of a significant proportion of the modern population. People in whom the gene is dominant, are strongly predisposed to collect objects from their environment and store them as a hedge against future shortage or calamity. 
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Sample Questions from 
The Hoarder Gene 

Discovery & Diagnostic Tool
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  • Can you still walk into your walk-in pantry?
  • Is there enough room in your garage to park a car?
  • Can you locate your car in the garage?
  • At what age did you begin began renting an off-site storage facility?
  • Are you plagued by irrational thoughts that arson may be the only way to de-clutter your:- 
          sitting room /  home office/  dog’s kennel?

Thousands of years ago, the Hoarder Gene prompted useful survival behaviours like gathering plant materials for food, fire and shelter, and hunting wild animals for meat and clothing. Ironically, in the 21st century, it seems the gene may actually be endangering our personal survival. 

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THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM

5/6/2012

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Unnoticed by anyone but me, an elephant walked into the room, with a folding stool under his arm. 
He wore a tutu-like frill of pink tulle around his ample waist and his head sprouted a cascade of feathers held in place by a diamante-studded chinstrap. He unfolded the stool, and very daintily lowered his wrinkled grey  bottom onto it. Then the elephant draped his trunk over his chubby grey knees and just sat there.
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Elephant unemployment has risen spectacularly over the last few generations, a fact which has escaped the attention of most mainstream (human) economists. While this is not surprising given New Zealand’s small elephant population ,and the fact that humans are battling with their own unemployment issues and economic uncertainty, it a matter of deep concern to the elephant community. But it may soon be a thing of the past thanks to a brilliant proposal from a local pachyderm..

I learned all this just last week during a chance meeting last week with an ex-circus elephant. I met him at a committee meeting of all places. The meeting had reached the stage - which many committee meetings do - when a perfect storm of unacknowledged personal agendas, power struggles, and personal animosities had completely derailed the discussion. It was then, unnoticed by anyone but me, an elephant walked into the room, with a folding stool under his arm. 


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XMAS 2011: I'M DREAMING OF A SLIGHT CHRISTMAS

6/12/2011

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My family tree has exceedingly stunted branches - one boozy, Irish and Catholic, the other teetotal, English and tepidly Protestant. Childhood Christmases were therefore a muddle of Orange and Green attempts at festivity, neither of which were much fun. My worst Christmas was NOT the one at which I was served a slice of my own finger after impetuously reaching for a piece of turkey while it was being carved. 
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Writing this posting has involved a struggle with a ghastly, long-suppressed childhood memory: the obligation to write, on our return to primary school after the Christmas holidays, an essay on "What I Did in the Christmas Holidays". 
All around me my classmates propped sunburned forearms on their desks, licked their Black Beauty pencils, and scribbled happily with effortless Total Holiday Recall, while I sat paralysed by Complete Holiday Amnesia. The little I remembered was too shabby or too shameful to reveal and so I wrote accounts of purely imaginary holidays. 

Holidays which didn't involve boredom, tears, divided loyalties or a father who blundered into stationery objects when he'd had too much to drink. These lying essays were probably my first formal forays into a genre which now has a respectable name: creative non-fiction.


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    THE GREY URBANIST
    Ro Cambridge, is a freelance writer, 
    arts worker & columnist Here she reports on the oddities & serendipities of  urban life.  She roams Nelson city , NZ 
    with a tan & white Jack Russell. (Her original canine side-kick, Pete, who features in many of these posts died in 2015.

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