plans going awry

I've come up with a new conceptualization of how we think and live. Everyone knows of the divide between the conscious and the unconscious mind, and their different wants. I used to think that the conscious mind merely reflects what you want the world to see you as; the sub-conscious is who you truly are, the very core of your substance.

I should have seen this coming, when I could only explain the subconscious though words which all hypnotize and razzle-dazzle you into thinking you are something special. That's nothing but the ego - to be avoided like the plague. My friends call me arrogant and snobby and stubborn; but to lull yourself into complacency based on your superiority complex is just plain stupid. Maybe even dangerous.

My problem with the subconscious is merely this: it applies the brakes to any endeavour I take up. It does not provide a rationale, it has no rhyme or reason. I am completely at its mercy, and it enjoys being as non-benovelent a dictator as possible. And then, when I don't attempt something, or I don't follow through on some thing I consciously want, it has no issues with worsening my depression after I mess it up.

So, part of the plan for this year is to ignore the subconscious, however tough that might be. No psychiatrist would advise this - but I've put up with its crap long enough.