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Gray Materia

a silent silver colored bundle of everything that makes up what it is exactly that sparks inside the greater ramifications of every single solitary movement & moment coming upon the turning self within/without & brown when living inside, the CNS comprised of dendrites, neuronal cell bodies, the glials & the capillaries--- administering & governing the brain, the muscles, seeing, speaking, hearing, all emotional facets, all memory & the perception of senses, the grey matter comes down to the nitty gritty of things--- churning, clicking, purring, humming, manufacturing all reality within the experience of being alive, at the mercy of this matter we wait, walking & completely oblivious to the universe within us--- and though they say we lose it with age, we pump ourselves full of omega3’s, do katz’s Neurobics, fill our lives full of new subjects, new instruments, a new language, a new route to work, a new book, a new film, a new friend, a new joke, a new moment right now to enhance our capacity to live longer with a stronger ability to remember.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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