Two forces:

one superior in it's control,
Imbues immesurable power over self and subordinates.
The conqueror of instant gratification for the latent manifestation
Of my ultimate ends.

The other, from which lovely truths are blessed to be born into my breath and through my mind,
flutter luxuriously in or out
when breeze does nudge nebulous blooms
in from my subconcious, to blossom into their honest climax of insight: the bliss in life's kiss of awareness.

Substances, like philosophies, compete for priority-
Perhaps the first must reign so the second may remain?