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Feb 2012
The Intellectual
The Emotional
The Spiritual
The braided mind
This is how we live
Upon a three-legged table
So seemingly fragile
Is it any wonder we are so unstable?
Cold hard logic
Stripped of all feeling
Always the scientific
Is it the only thing worth believing?
A pure heart
Always crying
Life is too much
Why is everyone dying?
Inside the spirit moves
A mysterious craving
What is the truth?
Are we worth saving?
Each needs the other
Emotional control
Intellectual feeling
A spiritual whole
A blend of humanity
Eternal bleakness
Seeing but not knowing
Suffering in darkness
The shadow upon us feels no pain
Eclipsing what once was light
A random image that devours
Removing colors from our sight
A purely selfish being
Uncaring in its oblivion
Empathy does not exist
Only self-preservation
How can we live as mortals?
Enslaved by our limitations
We turn from the answer
And indulge our passions
Stripped apart the braid will die
Together they come alive
The community feels the pulse
The individual will not survive
The braid
The island
Mankind
Have we been pardoned?
We cannot live alone
God, Me, You
The braid
Open your heart
Do not be afraid...
Mark Lecuona
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