Mindless genius hurts my brain

As I sat in my theory class today, my teacher kept talking and talking and talking. Bless her heart, she gets a little carried away explaining theories and theorists and french philosophers. Her over-the-top enthusiasm for academia hurts my brain. After a while I stared into space and her voice sounded like Beaker, of the Muppets, yapping away at an accelerated speed. There comes a point when a teacher or speaker might as well really be saying, "Blah blah, blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah, etc." Strangely enough, it's sort of what she was talking about. The point where our brain goes to another demension may be a point where we can gain the most insight. It's a thought, anyway. Maybe if I practice enough I could actually use the other 90% of my brain. It's hard, but I'm gonna give it a go.