What is a brain?
Why did it do this?
If it’s my brain I should be able to control it
I am me afterall
No, but, what is it?
What is it for?
Why, for the love of the gods did this thing happen?
What for?
It lives as long as possible sending signals out to ensure body continues living
Except when it doesn’t
But where am I then?
Who?
Am I the space between my eyes and the brain
But it’s thinking this
But I still can’t fucking control it
What the fuck is a brain?
How can it be me while simultaneously being itself
Seperate
I’ve forgotten
But I didn’t do it, the brain did
Why did it do this?
Why am I separate from the brain?
How could we be the same when I have no choice
No controls
I’m so lost in this turning
Am I, if I could not possibly be, my brain?
It pinches my arm
I grapple with it and lose
But why did it do that?
What is a brain?
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