Synapsis Poems - Poems about Synapsis

...He speaks an uncomplex language, a simpler time and all the more better for he to not contemplate the ways of the Sun - revolving around in his mind, burning synapsis, conjoining an onyx ringed......

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...Now the real fun begins i told you a madmans attempt But now im to far into my own allusion Or delusion or illusions let's just say hallucinations Are with me daily to the people that these peopl......

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...I think it was Aristotle who said reality= mass +stuff One of my favorite lines from one of brightest of anytime See I believe there are all these little formalities in realities That makes lif......

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...Your comment Sent me On a strange path Of great thought And reflection And times past With great mental strain Synapsis drained I feel Low And tired If a little Depressed That I have co......

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...The neurogenesis is taking place,and it is taking place beyond the speed of light where "TIME STOPS"!!!"Computers need to "Obey" Their "Creator"and he is the one who created "The Universe"and all ......

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...she seems to be asleep never ever wake your Muse you can't use her all the time she needs to sleep so let her be straining brain waves a burning smell of synapsis tell me it was al......

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...A Mind Robber Out of my mind had made a spectacle Because about everything I was skeptical And when upside down had been landing Commanding lead were not understanding. What was wrong with......

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...I don't know what I am going to write But I will write about synapsis I have no idea what that is But that is the word that comes to my mind Do you ever write about something that you don't even ......

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...I'm starting to think that Listening; vibrations of sound traveling into my ear Jumble inside my head and my mouth speaks: Oh dear ... Is starting to become a bothersome application Could I de......

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...By what labyrinthine repetitions, by what agile, precise divisions, by what accretions, do we compile a life's arcane hieroglyphs, its subtle, unmathematic mysteries? What cold calculus shall we......

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...personally, it means too much to me the touch and go of our new synapsis and where does the new horizon exist? well, it must be in some undiscovered dimension that we, as humans, are trying......

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