Ban’s Counter Attack

Ban grows agitated and begins to violently kick
Tam defends himself with shield. Sky Mother’s womb begins to leak
A soothing song calms both infants, and discourse begins once more
Ban, provided additional nutrition, begins to soar

“If men were more than animals
Driven by biochemicals
Then they would be aware
They wouldn’t easily scare

If men were no more than automatons
Moving to commands of instinct programmed
Eating their carrots or fearing batons
Being so easily conned, robbed and scammed
Of their common sense. So moved by falsehood
That they’d sell their morals for things like ‘nationhood’
Murdering each other for a chance at living in Gollywood, or forever screaming about being ‘misunderstood’
Exhibiting the pack behaviour of primates in all their glory
Beating their pecs, savoring the role of King Kong in the story
Obsessed with legacy, mired completely in physicality
Then perhaps I’d have been able to digest your words more easily

The selfless ones are aberrations, not the norm
When we are delivered from the womb you’ll see this storm

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Ban and Tam discuss Truth and Man

I eavesdrop on the twins in the Sky Womb
Clock stops its spin during their discussion
So intent are they, that they don’t notice Time’s stay
While discussing their truths in the Mind Room

Ban: Do you agree brother, when I say
That Truth is what we perceive, made sensate

Tam: I agree with what you say, dear Ban
Unseen truths can’t be grasped by mind of man

Ban: Then truth can only stem from body
Just Material physicality.

Tam: If man lacked the faculty of reason
I admit, his knowledge would be so curtailed
He would be enslaved to less complex patterns
Food, shelter, pleasure, as Darwin had detailed
Instead, man gives himself to curiosity
And so discovers his truth’s elasticity
Discovering that which transcends the physical flesh
Inferences drawn through a spiritual mesh
A fusion of the physical mind and the soul

Ban: Could this not be delusion after all,
A yearning for something Greater, a conceit?
To think that you have unseen soul and spirit
Could be born of a mind that’s very desperate
Coping mechanism to make tall the little.

Tam: in a purely mechanistic realm
Why would the mind of man be overwhelmed
By the things that do not so concern them?
Selfishness would not seem abhorrent
The mind would not come under assault
Where is the question of one coping
In a purely physical roping?
Empathy would not be possible
Short term pleasures, opioid disposables
Would rule the markets of the trade global
And bring about inevitable collapse
Survival endangered by every relapse
The mind of man would feel no need to discover
And progress would seem a futile endeavour

(To be continued… Maybe)

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