My thoughts are coursed
By flawed emotions striking
A reveal of less committed

Diligence facing setbacks
I should have sidestepped
Before crushing me with

Ruthless resolve, like
Saltwater cutting scars into
Cambrian rocks and I

Discern the absence of
Plausible rationality amid
Endogenous frays that

Strip away my failsafe
Sensibilities and I am alone
Facing the invariable

Noesis tearing at my
Soul as I merge inner and
Outer realities until

Once unbroken lines
Disintegrate, ceding to me
A glimpse of freedom

© Rob Taylor 2018, Noesis 

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  1. It has taken me a number of reads and rereads to get some idea of what I think you are saying here. I wonder if the intellect can ever truly grasp what the soul just knows.

    1. You are discerning a difference between spiritual and mental intellect, which would be correct. The two are not the same, but tied together until a personal evolution occurs. Our difficulty, as human beings, is not understanding how we are caught-up in both aspects. A conscious effort is required to transcend the resultant “chaos.” Thank you for the discussion. ☮️

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