Mind the Heart it falls Apart

“The character of those things you often think about will be the character of your understanding, for the mind is dyed by its thoughts.” – Marcus Aurelius

My photo above reveals an aspect of a naturally occurring form or what others might render as organic art. It is a piece of ice similar in size to the human brain. In it we see air pockets that appear to have been trying to reach the surface during solidification. This image happens to be an ideal analogy for the nature of thinking. Take this line of thought as demonstration:

Before the mind becomes frozen in time, our thoughts are potential in every paradigm. Dynamism allows for all kinds of life to form, yet when the heart no longer remains warm, by nature the element loses its norm. So this similitude perpetually sings, no matter the lens by which we make sense of things; in spite of science or how we come to cohere, we gradually lose our ability to remain fluid and clear.

In time many of us become complacent, stagnate like thought bubbles in ice, and are no longer able to be precise. Realizing this sort of gravity need not bring us down, but on the contrary provide content by which we can keep our luminous crown. Neither deify nor nullify variation, let the angels speak by imagination, whether thro’ dreams or divination; seal off no entrance lest you bar the way, and prevent another idea from coming into play.

Through philosophy not only have we a vast array of disciplines in reserve, but we also have the means to realign ourselves with the gods we serve. Though civilizations have come and gone, innate aspects of our human nature continue along, by which we can adapt and stay alive, and with intelligence and heart come to thrive. Yet remove the warm sun from the earth by a few degree, or omit the virtues by which we have innate dignity, and feel the mind give way to malignity.

So what might be the point of all this poetic prose, if not to stress the importance of looking pass one’s nose, but to gaze upon the lofty stars of heaven, rather than be puffed up on cake made of leaven. As it was in the beginning, so shall it be in the end; let us reveal the underpinning, from one who lived to defend:

“Watch the stars in their courses as though you were accompanying them on their way, and reflect perpetually on how the elements are constantly changing from one to another.” – Marcus Aurelius

About Jason Youngman

An explorer of volition and soul, a song under a night sky and a dream that forever yearns to be.
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6 Responses to Mind the Heart it falls Apart

  1. Shawn says:

    I enjoyed this comparison quite well. And it’s surprising how often people in average society use this analogy without realizing its depth and significance. One good example is when someone falls in love and says the other person “melted my frozen heart.” People easily become complacent and stagnant within the routine of their daily lives, and even though routine can be a good thing in some contexts, but I came to alter a saying I heard on a sitcom, some 30 years ago, that says, “If you wait for the float with life’s rewards, the whole parade will pass you by.”

    • Shakespeare also wrote something along those lines: ‘And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff. As dreams are made on, and our little life. Is rounded with a sleep.’ Glad you were able to relate with my prose. Planning on dropping over to your site soon. Have you written anything in particular this week you feel might resonate with my palate?

      • Shawn says:

        I always like to think that my site is a soup bowl with a little something for everyone, but this weekend’s posts were decent, with one covering the concept of death and science vs religion and on on the penchant people seem to have for spreading negativity through their social media. I feel that I’ve been watering myself down lately, as I start a new job last Monday. But we all hit slumps sometimes. I’m certain inspiration with hit eventually.

      • Slumps are just bumps, and a concave is a convex, depending on how you look at it. Everything can be rendered as good fortune, if you look at it and/or apply it in the right way.

  2. Beautiful array of words and usage. My favorite line is “Though civilizations have come and gone, innate aspects of our human nature continue along, by which we can adapt and stay alive, and with intelligence and heart come to thrive.” Human ingenuity and resolve are two elements we often take for granted. I have to remind my students almost daily of what we are capable of if we have the ability to adapt and overcome.

    • Right on! And excellent advice for the younglings, for when it comes to growing wings, or the human spirit to thrive, it’s most definitely a ‘we’ enterprise. Great post on Danaher by the way, he certainly has a lot to give.

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