The Human Brain
By Christopher Munroe
This sentence came out of my brain.
So did this one.
That’s weird, right? I mean, it’s just a lump of meat, maybe
three pounds or so, yet everything we are and everything we’ll ever be is
contained there. Just bobbing around, inside our skulls, behind our faces, a little
scrunched-up looking thing from which we build an identity, from which we pull
words, sentences, language, stories, ideas…
I mean, not necessarily good ideas.
This one, for example, doesn’t make a lot of sense, but
ideas.
We don’t appreciate our brains enough, I think.
They do so much for us…
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