how many times have you come across situations where you would have scoffed at the simplicity of the matter and how easy it would have been dealt with

until it happens to you..

the heart is an important tool.. an important instrument of torture.. which is where 'head' comes into the picture.. to regulate 'hearts' impulses and rash preconceptions

as heart strives to take control, seeping into every consciousness.. it seems that head is fighting a losing war.. never to emerge from the graves of lost battles to overcome what it was destined to do

thankfully for head.. there are numerous allies it can call upon for aid in its time of dire need.. to assist it in the ever waning sunset of dissolution.. to shore up its defenses against heart

i can feel head battling its way back..

it brings the sudden clarity needed to make the right decisions and the resolve to carry it out.. to perservere on in the face of immense strife and internal turmoil but decisions have to be made before one completely takes over the other.. because both heart and head need each other.. they need to wage this everlasting war between themselves because otherwise.. the soul will collapse and life will cease..

on the edge of the cliff.. i remember something a certain someone said when the cusp of battle was just beginning.. and i look to that as i steel up my armor...

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