Will - Poem by Diane Hine
Dissect a passing notion into parts,
look deep within the workings of the mind,
observe the neuron map an idea charts
and study each synaptic cleft confined.
It's staggering, to count the steps involved
and contemplate our ignorance of how
the thought deterministically evolved
and registered succinctly in the brow.
This cavalcade of causes and effects
electrical and chemical, in train,
requires aware reaction which reflects
the impetus of pleasure and of pain.
Unconscious hidden pathways underlie
the unfree will which constitutes an ‘I'.
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