Mind, matter, and thought

2 Corinthians 10:3-5             New King James Version

3 For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war according to the flesh. 4 For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, 5 casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ,

 

Mind, matter, and thought

 

Arguments within oneself, the mind is good at that

Possibly this is the division between spirit and soul

My mind has no problem understanding my feelings

When my body screams in pain, it’s the first to know

 

So my mind exalts itself against the knowledge of God

It only likes the parts of life that it thinks it can interpret

“Live by Faith” it can’t grasp, for practical and clear that’s not

And in most things, it can’t be done, to its chagrin and regret

 

The mind cannot compromise; that’s done somewhere else

All it does it weigh the odds and sent this to the will

Rotten to the core develops with a mind deeply polluted

By feelings and emotion, where selfishness is ruling still

 

Thoughts, on the other hand, do not start in the mind

They don’t bypass emotions; it’s here they communicate first

Where do thoughts originate, possibly from a spiritual world?

Intrinsically they point at things that bring us to our own hurt.

 

There are two origination points, one true and one artificial

The one points at life itself and the other to death camouflaged

The first is ever growing the more we time invest in listening to it

The second hang on to what it is and leads us towards the pit

 

The first shows us suffering and how to love despite feelings

The second sprouts selfishness and reiterates what you deserve

The first softly and forgives for it understands feeling's origination

For it used to be where the second resides till truth in love preserved

 

Bringing thoughts into captivity, whoever can do that thing?

Is that by powers beside myself,  the ones I seem to invite in?

Is that what true hunger is? Is that where it all starts?

When I try to satisfy the hunger in issues of the heart?

 

So is it there where the opportune invitation itself rests?

Is it only when redeemed that the mind can clearly see?

For the god of this age has blinded it for the true Gospel.

So it flutters around in the darkness and cannot be free.

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me

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