Your mind is still growing.
Dominated by the senses,
By what hands and feet do, by meal times.
Then without warning it will seem
As if you fall into a tangled bramble bush
Burning away in the night with fiery eyes.
Then you will carry your body in your arms to the river
Instead of your body carrying you.
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Yes, it is a bit. Thankyou for commenting. The poem is nearly 15-20 years old now and I don’t remember writing it. At the time I never knew any one would ever read it so I easily forgot it. Thanks then to who ever invented blogging.
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Yes! Neuroplasticity … use it or loss it!
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Thank you.
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