The Thought That Lingers: Part Twelve

The passionate thought that lingers in my head
The ever lingering  festering thought
Is that of knowing who I truly am
The corporeal me of flesh inhabiting a soul
The thought of why I’m here; and what I’m meant to be; and to become.

Beware ye of your thoughts and how you use them
They are divine gifts scripted to serve humanity and guide it
Misdirected, they cause injury, harm, deceit; and even warfare
The choice is always ours how we direct these thoughts
We have the free will and the power to be ethically upright; or to be morally debase.

These thought waves appear to us as our emotions
Incorporated in our beings either positively; to see beyond ourselves
To serve humanity, find common ground, collectively, for common good
Or negatively, myopically; to render harm, division, and mistrust among humankind
The one engenders Faith, Hope, Peace and Love.  The other unravels all of that.

Man as actor; and as subject
Is but a ‘choosing’ agent of this energy
Of his thoughts that serve as author
Of the very life he feigns to fashion
Making thoughts as subject; and man as object.

Man is therefore situated; both at the center
And periphery; in Time and Space
Somewhere in the Betwixt
Somewhere in the Between
A fixed star ever on the move.

This is the complex nature of our being
Of liminal man ever hovering; consciously or unconsciously
In the Betwixt and the Between
A man of consciousness; collectively unconscious
A man therefore of two distinct natures.

Man is ethically lofty at his very best
When he subverts the flesh to elevate the spirit
Descending to the bottomless pit
When, bereft of mind, he wallows like a swine
Savoring that which abhors the senses of human justice.

This, then, is man possessed of two natures
Reptilian hindbrain man, equipped also with forebrain
The former holds him prisoner of his desires
The latter enables him to rise above those needs
Man, in deed, is of the Betwixt and the Between.

A being of liminality is what we are
Endeavoring ever to be supra-liminal
To be evolved from our subliminal natures
A being yet remaining in the Betwixt and the Between
This is indeed the pervasive thought that lingers yet.

Strange things — the thoughts that we inhabit
Stranger yet — the thoughts that inhabit us
Corporeal beings in form we are
Corporeal beings called matter
Dark energy in its most elemental nature.

Energy, perceived consciously by us as the animus of human ego
And by the dreaming mind as kinetic quantum particles of infinite state
Rationalized by ‘waking mind’ as ‘altered state’ energy possessed by souls
Who then should we say we manifestly are
Who then; and better yet, what then,  can we potentially become?

An ancient philosopher and sage, inquiring
Once probed his disciples with this burning mystery
Requiring their reflection and discernment of the highest caliber
Yet, within the question is a potent clue
Requiring the Interrogative Subjective ‘Who’ to be in pursuit of the Knowing Objective ‘I.’

Imagine it! The audacious ‘I’ of extraversion
In pursuit of the hidden ‘Self’ of introversion
The ‘Das Ich’ ego in reluctant courtship with the advocate servant soul
The composite parts unconsciously seeking to achieve wholeness
The conscious mind reluctantly embracing its unconscious Self.

We all at best inhabit two distinct selves
The pompous outer self called ego
Sustained by its anchoring sobering core of psyche
So, who then must we confess we truly are
That which pretentiously babbles; or that which articulates without need of utterances.

We must assert emphatically: Composite beings of dual natures then, we are
Was not this observation made before
By Scottish novelist Robert Louis Stevenson
Pondering “The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde”
He of two personas; one hidden, the other exposed.

This, then, remains forever the question
This, then, remains forever the thought that lingers
Man is forever an enigma to himself
Made in the image of that which is divine
Man forever bears the stain of that which makes him human.

O liminal man of the Betwixt and the Between
O liminal man of dualities ever seeking unity
Suffer the divine child within you to emerge, to come forward
For from such gesture can you be healed
This is the passionate thought that lingers in the human breast.