Accurate calculated precise timely, my intelligent cortex
envies machines... motivated, disciplined, hardworking, racing against the
moments, it hates me wasting my time in useless things. Rational, always
thinking of the outcomes, calculating gains and losses, it thinks it knows how
to get the best of everything. Careful planner, futurist, it believes in its
independent existence...
And there's a wild creature, living somewhere deep, fun
loving, free, limitless, hating boundaries... stronger, younger, even more
intelligent than the planning elderly. Passionate, addicted, mad for some maybe
trivial thing... the king, it rules every act of the conscious mind... Odd
creature, has odd philosophy that my cortex can't digest... for it giving up is the
best way of getting; losing everything offers more joy in some cases than
gaining something. An unruly kid, it knows that certainty may be boring,
searching joy in being uncertain. Constant, never getting tired, it's as stable
as the existence.
I get confused, to whom shall I listen... then I give up,
allowing the mad being to take control. My cortex starts planning, ignoring the
fatigue, working like a machine, only to satisfy whims of my untamed mind... partial, I don't help it.
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