The Power Of The God Of Intellect In An Engineer's Life Poem by Gayathri Seetharam

The Power of the God of Intellect in an engineer's life
-Gayathri B. Seetharam
I reasoned out this morning that as Psyche, Goddess of Beautiful Souls and Beautiful Minds,
I had been cursed by God for not having protected the good over the bad
But I said that God had by giving me birth on June 4th,1968
Made me a mere mortal and expected me to use my goddess-like powers;

God is unreasonable was my verdict
But I have been going through an arid spell even after the rough patch has ended
I am unable to make money and I have promises but nothing concrete has emerged from these assurances
I, at first thought that Fortune, Goddess of fortune and the personification of luck in Roman civilization as is Tyche in Greek civilization
Had also cursed me;

In jest, I thought that since Fortuna had a big fish in her hand,
I gave up on catching a big fish and became happy as a woman in her beloved husband's arms
Did this displease the Goddess who had thought that she had blessed me with the fortune of a woman
For Fortuna Muliebris and Fortuna Virilis had been a part of my life;

I pondered along these lines and realized that the God of Intellect
Had been angered by my adoption of the ditsy act
For although it may please both men and women
It brings the wrath of the God of Intellect
For I was blessed also with more than an average share of intelligence;

But my then five year old son's SK teacher, Ms. McGill,
Had threatened to detain my son for he had been used to Montessori
And the latter allows the child to blossom with freedom and encouragement of spontaneous creativity
And since it had a lack of disciplined routine
He had antagonized this teacher;

Something snapped inside me and I stopped breathing as an engineer with three graduate degrees
And about two years of paid work experience and the capability which accompanies a woman who has maintained two residences
And even, to keep the family peace, made driving trips with a young child from Ottawa to Toronto and back
And I became a chorus girl in a lead role;

Or is the God of Intellect taking the rap for Goddess Fortuna
Who wished me not to make money of my own
And as Wikipedia says Saint Augustine took a stand against her continuing presence, in the City of God:
"How, therefore, is she good, who without discernment comes to both the good and to the bad? ...
It profits one nothing to worship her if she is truly fortune... let the bad worship her...this supposed deity";

Saint Augustine was a Roman African and early Christian theologian who lived from 354 to 430 AD, says Wikipedia
But as Bob Dylan has said in his song, titled, I dreamed I saw St. Augustine, he may have come upon misfortune:
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine
Alive as you or me
Tearing through these quarters
In the utmost misery
With a blanket underneath his arm
And a coat of solid gold
Searching for the very souls
Whom already have been sold;

I am going to interpret this as a piece of mythology and actual life
And say that perhaps, Psyche abandoned these souls when she was goddess
For they may not have been very good of heart and pure of mind
And hence, Fortuna has given me a long drought in my worker's life;

If fortune favours the brave
Fortuna also sings to the tune of the naïve
And the God of Intellect is known to make a pact with the person
Who is true to recorded facts and has tact and intellect.