We are met on a great battle-field

"We are met on a great battle-field" This quote is not original to me. In fact it is part of what is arguably one of the most famous and stirring of public speeches, the Gettysburg address. Scarcely 2 minutes in duration it captures even today the seriousness of the time the nation was suffering through and it lifts our chins to see or at least look for "the better angels of our nature".

This first post should make clear the purpose and shape of this space. It is as the name suggests focused on the Mind and its protection. The mind is a battlefield, with forces set in array waiting for the command to engage. However the battle has really already been fought by the time we choose to attack or withdraw. You see even though the scene is crowded with participants and spectators there is only one combatant on the field. One soul facing an opposition of clouded size and sometimes we face ourselves.

The mind of man is too precious not to defend. It is fragile and exposed and it is well defended and strong at the same time. It is guided by the council of the wise and it is influenced by the words of fools. In the mind great dreams are dreamed and in the mind shadowy terrors exist. This is the created mind. This is the accumulated mind. This is our mind.

Pay little attention of one who claims to know your mind. This is a secret place with winding passages and steep stairs. Some places are ill lighted and others seem to circle back upon themselves. No there a very few who will know your mind. Very few. Even the description of a familiar corner somehow stretches our ability to paint an accurate picture. Who then can know our mind? What to defend? What to nourish? What to to tear down and raze the very memory sowing salt on that place?

One knows. One has mapped the mysteries and has the grand strategy for victory and for fullness. One knows, thought and intent.