Trinity

"The face is merely an extension of a name, but is not limited to just one."

A trinity is, by and large, a title for that which comes in threes. It is used by many, but serves a primarily function in religious teachings, specifically for the Christians. They believe that there is the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. The Godhead, who made himself manifest through his son, therefore completing this heavenly trio in a single act. It is also used by musicians and composers, when a piece is written for just three instruments, or perhaps it only has three movements, though the latter isn't nearly as common.

So what, pray tell, have I decided to use such a title for? I was reminded of something recently, and I figured I would share it. When I started contemplating the meaning of existence, I had parsed myself into three distinct personalities: Mind, Body, and Spirit. They combine to make subfacets like Charisma, Determination, and so forth, but I'll just focus on the big three for now.

Mind is the logic behind my ways. It knows what I can and cannot do, and it knows within what boundaries I may operate. It is the cold fact that keeps a sharp eye on reality and informs of how far I can bend it to my design. Mind only knows what it is given, and makes its judgments based off of what it knows. Like most, it is prone to stresses. Once a certain threshold has been exceeded, it deems itself no longer fit to make judgments, handing off the task to the next most prevalent facet of the trinity. Mind holds in all of my memories and thoughts. Mind is what dominates my ability to analyze or register things. It can look at life threatening situations, and ignore it.

Body is the basic, carnal desire that burns in my chest. It knows what it wants, and it knows why it wants it. The only motivation it needs is that want. While it does not always apply to physical interactions, that is where it can be found the most. It cares not for others, nor for the consequences of the future. It simply wants the satisfaction of now, and being pleased at that moment. It is also the primary storing of all the anger I collect over the lifetimes. The bitterness of Mind and the broken Spirit dump their sorrows here, where it expunges through various activities. Body cannot be broken, it can only hunger. When threatened, it hungers for survival in any way possible.

Spirit is just that, my spirit. It is the fulfillment and acknowledgement of 'me'. It is my artistic side, and my emotional storehouse alongside the basis of my Faith, which I'll get into in a moment. Spirit is the empathy from one creature to another, it is the part of me that can  feel the pain it is reminded of, and is in essence, the 'soft underbelly' of my personality types. It is easily broken, and easily forged. It can be solidified to override anything else that comes up. It is my will to exist. Spirit believes that Death may come and visit, but will never accept me until it is my time.

Throughout the day, these three show themselves in varying amounts, but one or two are always more dominant than the others. In order, the average priority is Spirit, Mind, then Body. But when Body hungers, it will convince Mind that it needs something, and Mind will acquire it while Spirit is pushed back. Think of Body and Spirit as the relative 'devil and angel on the shoulder' idea, with Mind being the means to their ends. Mind does not want nor feel, it only knows.

How or when do they change? Generally when an event triggers one off more than the other. If someone comes to me in an emotional mess, crying their eyes out and begging for help, Spirit automatically overrides everything else to come and aid such a person. If a woman exploits herself in certain ways, then Body will know what it wants, and get it. Sometimes they're affected relatively equally. Thoughts of my Father will inevitably force Mind to bring up the memories of what was done. Body will become furious and want revenge, while Spirit will simply seek a way to move on. In such an 'argument', there will be a compromise, which generally ends up being some kind of distraction to focus on, be it music, video games, or other such activities.

Recently, Body has been forced to concede much of its desire due to physical issues with my actual body. I've had heart problems for as long as I can remember, and my back isn't so good either. Thusly, physical activities that stimulate the body can only be done in a very strict moderation. In return, the few things that it does ask for take more of a priority than it used to. Similarly, Spirit is often overcome with emotional wrought, changing my entire mood on a whim like the wind. You could mention how great of a day was for you, and my mood will drop considerably in the innate wish that my day had gone as well. Mind is in turn affected most by this. Between Body's burn and Spirit's wish, it makes decisions on who wants what the most.

Not a terribly long post tonight because not a whole lot happened. Saw my roommate and his wife wake up (realizing that I hadn't actually slept the night before), did largely nothing for a few hours, went to work, had a crappy day, got home, played League for one match, talked to an old friend, had inspiration to write post. No q & a because no one asked any questions, or had anything interesting to say. Pretty sure the only people who read these are my two roommates. Oh well.