A hippety bop snd a hippety boop
No mouse stood up on the clock
But night time, it was
Till the morning sun came up
But, the sun went into a deep slumber
And, a shockwave tore asunder
The pretty flowers stopped blooming
Dopamine was shattered in the wind
No writing was to be had
No singing was to be quivered
The bows stood righteously
But the sun still slept
And, the monsters tore through the cortex
Consciousness was teetering
Bent knees and racing hearts lived within a blinding cacophony
Hope was all that brought comfort
But only to those who called out its name
Categories: death, identity, mental health, Poetry, Psychology





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“Hope was all that brought comfort
But only to those who called out its name”
It’s True It’s Like LoVE iN Peace What Good
Are Letters and Words Paragraphs and Books
If They Are Only Empty Shells on
A Beach With The Sea
Creature Long
Gone From
Living Within Home
It Reminds me Dear Miriam
Somewhere in the ‘Dead Zone of 66 Months’
Yes “Beneath the Planet of the Apes” of The Living Dead
Nuclear Holocaust of Soul As Such As Even Finding Beauty of
A Sunset or Sunrise is So Much More Than the Letters of the Words
It’s True Without the Living Sea Creature in those Empty Shells
THere is No Beauty No Hope No LoVE iN Peace Bringing Faith
For Another Moment in Life Really Worth Living At All
As Without All the Colors of Feelings And Senses
in Synergy Totally From Head to Toe That
Emanate From our Nervous System
Through Vagal Nerve HeART and
Gut Indeed THeRE iS No
Real Organic Soul
Not Even the Memory
of If We Ever Smiled or the
Warmth A Beloved Pet or Even
A Mother’s Touch of Unconditional Love Will BRinG For Real
Bridge Over Troubled Water Within Oh Dear Lord For Those
Interested in the Mysteries of the Mind Including The Sacred
Holy And Real Divine of Soul Fully Integrating Mind and Body
Whole the Research By Iain McGilchrist Celebrated Oxford
Literary Scholar Neuroscientist And Head of A Psychiatry
Department in His Resume That Led Him to Write
The “Master and The Emissary” Far Beyond
The Old Myths of Stereotypes About
How Our Hemispheres of Mind
Actually Process the World
And How We may Lose
Touch More Limited to Left
Hemisphere Processes of Life
Mostly About Grasping the World
And Materially Reducing it Until the
Only Emotions Left Are those More Closely
Related to Our Reptile Brain of Fear, Anger, And Hate
And Yes In General Attempting to Type Cast Existence
Into Rules of Control TaKinG Away Richard Feynman’s
iMaGiNATioN of Nature Within Inside Outside Above So Below
And All Around Far Beyond the Control of Half A Mind That
Seeks to Grasp And Control And Set All of Existence in Concrete
Yes
Set
in Stone
Trapped in
A Cave Until Coming
Out into the LiGHT
As Beauty Returns
From Ashes For Real
Dust in the Wind Finally
With ColorS AGAiN And It’s
True The Arts Are the Way Back
to Not Just ‘S and M’ for SMart Yes
or Just ‘HE’ for HeART or Even Just
‘P’ For Part and Certainly Not Just
‘Eh’ For EartH Bridge Over Troubled
Waters of Soul Head To Toe And The Best
ParT oF All IntegratinG iT All Finding Unity
In All THaT iS No Longer Afraid of the DarK
or Cynical of the iMaGiNaTioN of NaTuRE ALL oF
Our FLoWerS UNFoLDinG LiGHT
In Beyond Rainbow Colors
For Us to Paint Together
New And Best MaKinG
A Bridge Over Troubled
Water A Life For All ToGeTHeR AGAiN
Rags to Riches of Soul For Real With SMiLes…
Oh By The Way Iain McGilchrist’s Second Book
“The Matter With Things” 1500 Pages, And Around
600,000 Words Taking 10 Years of PainSTaKinG ReSearch
Is Surely A Lot For Most Folks to Read Yet Commercial Free
on Youtube in 28 Volumes in Summaries Only Waiting on the Epilogue to Finish
A Multi-Disciplined Approach From a Real Modern Scholar And ‘Renaissance
Man Modernly
For What
It Means
to Fully
Be Human
Oh What The
World Will Really
Use With SMiLes Indeed…
Sure i Will Put The Essence in Free
Verse Poetry Yet It May Always Take
A Scientist For Those With Only Half A Soul to Understand
Dear Lord i Am So Fortunate Not to Have Spend Another 10 Years of my Life
On That
pART AGAiN..:)
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