Searching for the Billions
There are approximately 100 billion nuerons in the human brain.
At least, that's what they tell me.
See, my mind can't picture 100 billion,
and the science part, I can't stand.
The best I can do is with comparison,
the as if's and like as.
I'm a storyteller at heart;
It's how I understand.
Like now, I'm thinking of the trolley.
My ideas are the cars,
my nuerons the stations,
new realizations,
new emotions, and thoughts.
Though the cars may split and diverge,
they'll always return
to a singular spot.
Like spider webs.
Yes, my thoughts are like those gossamer threads.
Ends and beginnings that blend as one.
Never knowing where one has stopped or begun.
The web's angles
my nuerons
string these thoughts along.
And when I'm out in the world,
my nuerons are a net.
They spread, they expand
like hands outstretched.
Nothing can slip pass
these knotted ropes I've casted,
which is fine
until the thoughts turn bad.
And sour.
And rotten.
Too loud to be ignored or forgotten.
It's time like these I think
of my nuerons as Christmas lights that blink
on and off
then OUT with a spark.
Soon the other bulbs fade
and everything is dark.
In science class, they'll tell you
when great lights go out in space
they'll collapse inwards, swallowing darkness
until nothing can escape.
But I'm not like those phantom stars.
I've climbed out of the void inside.
And now that I can see again
I've decided
to re-route the tracks,
trim the threads,
to loosen the knots,
reach out instead.
It's time to get connected
and stop living in my head.
Because these connections can uplift,
Turn life into a gift.
Please
Don't wait to start.
Fire up your nuerons,
find the other billions
ignite your inner spark.