DO YOU KNOW THAT OUR THINK TANKS WEAVE COCOONS?

It’s important to note that the post penned
Concerning 'small stuff' on Wed.
Refers to proactive changes that I’m in
The process of making in hopes of improving
My attitude concerning fear of what comes with old age that
I cannot change for the better, compounded by the ills of
Our world, both of which (left to their own devices) can
Wield the power to overwhelm the continued good health of
My spirit’s sense of well being unless I consciously turn
My focus toward aspects of life that are within my control to
Improve, and in hopes of creating this change for the better in
My attitude (because attitude is everything), I'm challenging
My brain to direct my intelligence toward recharging
My spirit each time the ills of the world feel too burdensome to
Free my pleasure center of emotional pain that must be borne by
Families for whom I care but have never met ...

And just as with every heartfelt plan that intuitive thought has
Brought to my awareness, this plan, which has been
Fermenting within my thought processor over
These past couple of months, has finally emerged from
Within a cocooned portion of my think tank for this reason:
Reflection suggests that at every stage of life
The strength of my spirit’s connection to positive focus
Has guided the fearful portion of my nature toward
Venturing ever more deeply into yet another
Courageous adventure, and as choosing to adventure past fear
Suggests a balanced state of mind, I’ve never been one to
Run blindly ahead, leaping off cliffs nor
Have I dug in my heels so deeply into a closed minded
Attitude as to get sucked, over long, into emotional sludge, so
Rather than releasing repressed fear to sabotage
My continued need to provide myself with emotional balance at
This late stage of life, I’ve chosen to strengthen my faith in
My brain's innate power of intuitive thought, which invariably
Cautions me to stick close to the traditional path of
‘Right and wrong’ while courageously freeing my imagination to
Think out of the box so as to safely continue to
Carve an original path that's existentially my own—
Hmmm ...

I awoke, this morning, with not so much as
A conscious clue of penning a post with
Such depth concerning the strength of spirit that's
Existentially essential for positive focus to guide
A person's state of well being to seek to sustain
Its balanced sense of 'self' no matter what may
Lie ahead until each word of today's
Intuitive train of thought surfaced as though
All on its own from within my thought processor’s
Aforementioned cocoon, more commonly
Known as—my soul
Ohhmm ...

PS
Holy smokes!
Who penned today’s post?
Certainly not the corny me I know myself to be—!
Leaving me to ask—how many me's must there be
Deep inside my brain, whom I've not had
The conscious pleasure of meeting—as of yet?
Hhmmm