Considerations

Take a mind
without a body. A mind thinks. No talking without a body, no vocal chords. No body to get to the corner store. Will I float away. O body I am contained, held to a point, a place in space and time. Was there my-mind before body ? Will there be my-mind after body ?

My mind is a result of my body. This mind has been made by this body, somewhere in an infinite universe, a planetary body of an orb, billions of years old. A body to house my mind, feed it, keep it warm. A male body makes a male mind usually, female a woman's mind, and thus the body it could be said, makes the mind.

But what can body know - reflex automatic reaction ? O mind knows better, but can't go anywhere on it's own, stuck with body, pretty much confined geographically speaking. While mind can go anywhere imaginatively, but it's not the same, bland rather sensorily.

Does mind pre-exist body, or is it a one-off ? which makes no sense at all unless one has lived for reprobate. Ever the less, if body makes mind, does not body pre-exists mind, and thus a senseless universe. And most people are fairly senseless one could say, mired in their bodies, and what bodies build, of this one place and time.

Confined in context. The mind is made of this world, although it tries to extenuate itself to others. Would the extenuated mind not need a container ? some congruity ? a perimeter ? a shell ? intellectual gravity ? a name ?

Have you lost your body ? Well it ossified, while you see, I as immaterial mentality, am impervious to wrack and ruin, effusive in everness and have departed the material world.

I am as real as real I seemed, but of what my body ? Would I be of some other likeness ? an orb perhaps. Perchance I should need no legs or feet, if I float thru-out the heavens, like Casper the Ghost. Am I a cloud, a vapor ? body vaporized.

Transport by think-it and I'm there, Angel's Ice Cream stand. And without an earthen body, should I like ice cream ? Think-it and I'm where ? A matter of mind. One can only pertain to where - what-one is able to think. I didn't think of that. It's not there and thus no pertaination.

How can not-there, be-thought of ? Indeed I need ? A then-be for your thoughts. I think therefore I'm there. Perhaps an other dimensional body. Of what size, shape, color, heft, what does it look like ? Is there sex ? Of what sex would I be ? Is there body ODBE , other-dimensional body exchange. Because if there is continuance, other dimensional it must be.

So must be there other dimensional mind. And already we could say the mind is of another dimension than the material world, a mental replica its product, but not necessarily its machinery of manufacture.

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