To feel with a heart: a desire; to think
with the mind: a goal. Performing each action reflexively with the other
creates confusion. The mind works much better pragmatically—so why do I muddle
it in emotion? Not to mention the breathtaking role of the heart as ‘feeler’
which positions the individual as a disrespectful host.
I am hosting these guests of heart and mind and by not allowing them to play their respective and designated roles, I am insulting my guests. I have created havoc within the home, dirtying the dishes on which are served the foods for thought.
Indeed, I have lost the ability to
correctly assess and process—even recognize thoughts vs. feelings. I have
surrendered to my guests of heart and mind, hoping they can just figure out how
the rest of the party should go. Maybe they can find sense in the havoc. I
scramble. Not seeing myself from the mirror, or maybe just concluding I am that
reflection I see in the pupils of others’ eyes, I have arrived at a
quasi-reality. What should be truth is muddled and stagnancy pervades every
version of reality. The factors to achieving a unity in this mind-heart
conundrum…well, it is, at the very least, an algebraic nightmare.
I am hosting these guests of heart and mind and by not allowing them to play their respective and designated roles, I am insulting my guests. I have created havoc within the home, dirtying the dishes on which are served the foods for thought.