Brain Matter

The mind is a playing field For all sorts of thoughts Thoughts that are inherently good And thoughts that are full of wickedness Some totally disgusting Other thoughts are reckless Occupying the lower levels of consciousness Aggressive and full of pride These thoughts are the drivers of the egocentric self Not bothered by the spirit of humanity These thoughts are ever ready to exploit or corrupt the mind Not tied to morality or ethical principles These thoughts are the substance of materialism Driven by the need to win and outcompete others These thoughts are like eagles With long talons and sharp beaks They are ready to scoop the prize Regardless of any human casualties They regard kindness as weakness Humility as useless And compassion as anathema These thoughts are fully clothed in logic They are the substance of survival of the fittest But there are those gentle thoughts Occupying the higher branches of consciousness Not too loud and not too intrusive These thoughts are the stuff of the spirit Fully dressed in the spirit of humanity These thoughts are the true angels Inhabiting our being They are the guardians and companions Accompanying us into eternity Counselling and healing us Giving us hope They don't come often But their voice is full of faith, hope and love They are the substance of the Truth Then there is silence This is a sacred substance Full of wisdom Silence inhabits the highest branches of consciousness It's the realm of God Silence is the ultimate reality Full of nothingness And not disguised Silence is the substance of God ©