Eventually, everyone knows what you think.
For each thought at the brink leaks out in the words you speak,
Choosing promotion or demotion from an ocean of emotions, only controlled by a lizard brain attempting to stop the train, rolling down the tracks and beating a path that leads to instruction or destruction.
What you think about causes actions and reactions, some at a fraction of a moment, which causes crimes at times or on the other hand, a planned act to give someone a hand.
These thoughts from your mind can find a cause to get behind if you’re willing to forget about your sore, yet strong fingers that linger just a little longer to help someone feel stronger who is weaker.
Those who got caught can attest to the battle they fought in their thoughts before committing the act that landed them hot. Perhaps if they paused and thought that they ought not, they would forever be brought out of confinement into alignment and teach and be taught refinement to the rising lot.
Once we master our inklings the world seems to be at our side, our imaginations widen, our futures brighten, and we lighten the way, laying the bricks of our foundation. The solid and strong aren’t born, worn in and seasoned, that’s wrong. They are those that grow now to know how to control how they think.
For what comes through our mind can consign us to misery, to dine with angels or swine. Choose this very second, scary that a simple choice can bury us, put us down the path toward fire or the divine.
It’s high time to choose, for not to choose is a choice, and one that makes us lose.
