The concept of the personality as distinct from the soul is a recurring theme in Hindu scriptures and literature. I have already dwelt at length on the subject in my earlier posts ( see Pages above). The soul is a fragment of divinity that dwells within the personality-body-ego complex (Antaryami). The host is volatile, wilful, passionate, acquisitive and mortal, unlike the soul which is calm, serene, wise, divine and immortal. They share the same space on the material plane for a life time. The content is divine but not the container which is given to all the frailties of human existence. The soul is also the conscience of the host but its counsel is not mandatory and generally ignored as a whisper from nowhere. Inspired byĀ theseĀ thoughtsĀ ofĀ Ā duality which constitutes us I composed a poem which I place below – the imagery is ofĀ the transparence of the soul and the rainbow colours of the personality and the rare moments when the two may indeed become one:
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā P R I M A LĀ Ā C O L O U R
Ā
Colours from another
Transform my translucency
Darkening vitriolics of mistrust,
Stirring orange clouds of love
Or opaque to transparency with trust.
Ā
I change,
Assuming colours ofĀ the other’s
Accent, posture, arrogance,
Allowing possession
Ā
As the image thrusts
Into the mirrors of my mind,
Reflection upon reflection
Invading my innermost crust.
Ā
Kindness for the kindly,
Arrogance for the arrogant,
Love for love.
Ā
How like a chameleon
The camouflage
Protects my neutral state
And placid core,
Reflecting the environment’s
Ā brilliance more.
Ā
How my rarest tones
Ā Belong outside, the gullible smile
As our eyes engage,
A rude remark
Ignite a sudden rage,
A unique grace
Impel rare perception
Or condescension
Shrink my space,
Ā
Till stimuli withdraw,
Colours dissipate
And I turn transparent
As before.
Ā
The clarity of thought drew me in. And what a narrative. The writeup above had moments of wicked insight “..but its counsel is not mandatory and generally ignored as a whisper from nowhere”.
The chameleon theme intrigues me. Some people I know have an essential chamelionic need–as a passion that burns, and a cognitive distortion that corrals motives into forming the man into a mere reflection of others, or of the desires and perceived requirements of their environment. Others I know have the ability to manage their tone of address and interpersonal activity in a nimble way, tailoring their approach for the purposes of clear communication between different beings filtering individual experience.
The first cloisters the soul. The second reflects freedom.
I always feel a bit brash when I comment here, in the face of your incredible education, clear intelligence and obvious lifetime experience.
Being brash, I do it anyways. š
Jim
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refreshingly ‘brash’ – i look forward to them
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yes! good. you be wise. I’ll get wiser by listening hard.
š
Jim
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Some related thoughts:
http://mystic1muse.wordpress.com/2013/05/05/paradox-of-personality-light/
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