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What Is: "A Human"
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Three Friends What forms a person?
A Body, a sack
Of meat, given form
For sake of function.
Moves, breathes,
Exists.
But more.
Body is body.
But what of experience,
Of the realm of thought,
Of the mind, the personality:
The soul?
If the sum of a human
Was simply the shell,
Then what of the Self?
The experinces we have
The things with think
The emotions we feel?
What is it that drives us?
Why do we do what we do,
Say what we say,
Think what we think?
Why is one thing better than another?
Judgements land wherever they may.
The Personality, the Soul, the Mind,
Form the Self.
Three parts of a larger whole.
The Mind governs how
We think, and reason
Gives structure to chaos
Order to the unorderable.
The Soul governs how we
See ourselves
Our inner persona
The person we see in the mirror.
The Personality governs our reactions
Based on the Mind and the Soul.
A stiff yet malleable thing,
Easily seen by all.
But when the Mind despairs
And the Soul is emptied
Due to grief or darker emotions
What is left?
Not Personality or Self
But only the body.
And Body is fleeting.
Where do the thoughts come from then
And who is it that controls them?
The darker soul, the subconscious?
The dead cannot say.
I don't find your poem
I don't find your poem morbid at all. You have many questions to ask, I guess most of us have asked the same quentions at some time or another, especially in our youth. Loved your poem, your clever perceptions and constant wondering. A good read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Morose vs Morbidity
I get blue occasionally too and it brings out the questions, not so much anniversaries as just living and being. Like the division - soul, body, personality. Better than Id Ego and Superwhachamcallit. Waxing philisophical asking the life-questions is soooooo healthy and a good exercise because the mind holds the personality inside goodness and the body responds by breathing as long as possible. - Again, thought provoking writing this - Just Bein' Stella
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