We come into this world very fortunate,
with a healthy, unscathed body and mind.
Healthy tissues, no scars, physical or emotional.
Practically pristine.

As soon as we start living, it begins...
The dying.
Collecting experiences, good and bad.
Scars amounting...one atop the others, gathering.
Shaping, crusting over, building walls,
Protecting the Fortress, stabilizing weaknesses,
All in the name of carrying on.
Surviving.

The mind can stay alive even in the face of
immeasurable, sustained, pain.
But shutdown of certain aspects of the mind
must occur, and remain so, indefinitely.
When, where, and how the mind decides to reboot itself,
is a mystery and unpredictable at best.
Yet, we carry on, with comatose brain aspects...
"Functional" we be, and so undiagnosed, we are.



(I tried to write prose tonight, just wasn't in the cards, lol...felt more preachy than poetic...thanks for letting me vent, anyway :)

Tameria

food for the brain is always best when served in the open and without the unnecessary additives.

Very Beautifully true,,and defined,,to be YOUR, VERY COOL WRITE!

You absolutely nailed it ...