Dual Personaloty for M lady Fran Marie

poem in rhyming quatrains

 

 

 

 

Dual Personality

 

Sometimes I try to concentrate.

My mind decides to deviate

 and gaily goes its sweet way

Against my will I have to say.

 

Although I love to fantasise

I often find to my surprise.

My mind is playing tricks on me.

Accepting as reality.

 

Strange things which cannot possibly

 exist outside of fantasy.

 Perhaps my mind is free to go

 to places that I cannot know.

 

 Bound by my frame of reference.

To where there is no difference.

Reality and fantasy

 can coexist quite happily.

 

Am I my mind? Is my mind me?

It seems to me quite possibly.

My mind does not depend on me.

 An independent entity 

 

which is quite free to come and go.

I am convinced it must be so.

 Although I know I’m always me.

My mind remains a mystery.

 

Am I my mind? Is my mind me?

 I ponder on it frequently.

It seems to work efficiently

 but how it does still baffles me.

 

12-Oct-08

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Yes, you are your mind. What else could you be?