The Tale of Thoughts!

It starts with one thought and within seconds, that one thought becomes a proud father of dozens of baby thoughts cluttering to fit in one tiny brain. The fight begins then! Me Vs plenty of them. While I lay there alone, my opponents seem to multiply in number with every nano second. I try to fight them - one, two, five, may be seven of them at a time. And then, like I've been drugged or anesthetized, I begin to lose myself - lose my identity, my existence and become each one of these thoughts. 
When I am drowning in the pool of these thoughts, my being sometimes comes to my rescue, reminding me that I am not my thoughts. I disconnect from these babies for a while and wonder how (each time) I get lost in my thoughts and worst, start becoming all of it. 
And then, I remind myself to become aware. Become aware of this circus. Then, I allow myself to become an observer of these thoughts rather than becoming a monkey myself. I remind myself that my mind is the monkey. I am neither the monkey nor my mind. I am beyond that. I am the soul, of the soul, of the soul!