Losing My Competing Minds

A mind,
I think,
should be a brain
still in a living organic body
in homeostatic cooperative relationship.

A human mind
could become mid-sized, just right,
and left,
not too hot, not too cold,
not too light, not too dark and heavy,
yet sometimes too complexly dense with chaos theories
rather than synergetic creolizing hypotheses
favoring thermodynamically ego/eco-balancing biosystems,
relying on double-binding feedback loops
of endosymbiotic cooperativity
within ectosymbiotic acclimations
without

Maintaining polypathic health
of multiculturing interreligious relationship,
dipolar interdependence
slowly synergizing wealth of further enculturations
into even more polypathic bicameral balance.

A mid-sized just-right humane ecosystem
is a horrible potential to waste
to too-closed off entropic loss
of regenerative life energy,
dissipating off into cognitive v affective dissonance,
both verbal and non-verbal dissolution,
near death without open-systemic maturing time.

Aging is post-revolutionary degenerative maturation,
quieting grace.

Suicide and depression,
repression and ecopolitical suppressions
are pre-revolutionary,
before their regenerate maturing fullness
of fertile time.

A mind
is a brain
within a fertile 
well-timed
pre- and post-revolutionary 
sacred acclimating body.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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