zeros, ones & the inbetweens

[benyamind]

When I was young I did some poetry and recently decided to pick it up again. I would love some feedback to gain more insight and perspective to have inspiration when I pick it up again. I just wanted to let it sit for a couple of days to see how I will react to it when I read it again.

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Always looking.
Looking around.
Looking within.
Looking for something.
Something to grab.
Only to realize;
It is a combination of things we already have.

A sacred combination.
An enumeration.
Multiple components that together reach divine property.
An essence; a motion.
All intertwined in the odyssey.

But, oh yes, the mind forgets.
The mind and its neurons are like zeros and ones.
Binary. Unable to perceive two.
Three.
Four...
Or the inbetweens.
Sometimes unaware of time:
Zero.
No time.
Sometimes aware of Time:
One.
A second.

But almost, álmost never aware of the beautiful decimals.

The heart is the kickstart to the mind,
Able to pump a powerful lifestream of bliss.
A lifestream of bliss flowing through this mathematical maze of zeros and ones.
The mind will often perceive this as a glitch in its matrix.
But, oh yes... The mind is a powerful, impeccable tool.
... when it wants to be.

So it adapts.
And learns.
And for brief moments it doesn't feel trapped in its matrix.
It sees opportunity.
Progression.
It sees purpose.

It is the mind that is looking for something;
The mind: A string of algorithms looking for divine property.
It is the heart that shows it is already there.
The heart: A motion of soul through the odyssey.
This comforts the mind; he found his friend.
His soulmate.
And in return, the mind frees her through its understanding.

Finally,
the heart is free again.