My minds alive with so many things. Its hard to choose, what do I do? I do like I always do! I write whatever; comes across. No, I have no title! How do you title a thought that has yet to cross your mind? I play my cards as dealt to me, one never knows, the next card coming, so why not play until you get a playable hand. So hit me dealer!
ALERT, interesting tid-bit of info just crossed my mind! When we're young we have as many as a trillion synapses firing. As we age we lose many of them and only have a billion and they become rigid! Oh shit, don't you just hate it when your synapses become rigid! That's call old age!
Synapses be, you want a crazy old lunatics interpretation of that there word, OR you want the dumassonary dictionary meaning? Shucky dern, how abouts I lay em both on ya!
Decrepid old man's explaination,"well, well, well, ya' all wants the real lowdown. Synapses once were firing like they should be, many years ago. Then scientist and such got together and began tinkering with Mother Nature's balence of natural vitamins and minerals, with which our vegetables transmit to us, via the fine life, from the earth's soil. Yes sir, now with all them pesticides and crap, our bodies ain't getting the correct amount! So u-know what them there pill peddlin companies did. They began putting what we wern't getting into pill forms. The modern age of depressing medicines, were born, I mean the modern age of depression medicines were born! Guess what??? Once you start taking the serotonin re-uptake somethun or another your old body can't make it naturally no more! Guess what? Your hooked baby, you're a junkie for life!!! Whow-wee lookee like a mighty good plan to make MONEY to me! Hey, I'm just an old decrepid man who used to like my soft drinks with REAL sugar, not the kind made from corn u-know! Hold your horsey one dag gone momento. I be in Mexico when I was a young man looking for fun in all the wromg places, anyhow me and this feller was trying to communicate. Near as I made out during our unintelligible conversation. During the hottest time of the day, they takes what I believe he said si naps. Much later on as I learned a wee more of their language, it be siesta".
Well, well I reckon Decrepid Old Man had his say, and I don't mind saying, "what a say it was"! Now the dictionary will give the definition of synapse. The minute space between a nerve cell and another nerve cell, a muscle cell etc., through which nerve impulses are transmitted from one to the other.
Well I'mma gonna give my two cents worth on this here subject. THE DICTIONARY AND ALL THE MUMBO JUMBO OF THE ENLIGHTENED ONES, COMPLICATE ALL MATTERS FOR US SIMPLE FOLK. "IT'S EASIER TO FOOL AN ADULT IN MAGIC". WHY? ADULT THINKING COMPLICATES MATTERS. CHILDRENS IMAGINATION SEE'S RIGHT THROUGH IT. I BELIEVE THIS TO BE ACCURATE, SIMPLICITY AND IMAGINATION, SEEMS MORE LOGICAL!
My goodness gosh almighty, where did that come from, um, um, um sometimes my rigid brain surprises even me! Had to of heard or read that sometime about the synapse amounts and it popped right out. Then I ran away into meaningless meandering rambling channeling stuff! There is no checking of facts from my end, I'm all imagination, that's what separates the children from adults and if this piece of channeling information is even close! Let's assume it is for imagination purposes! Children yearn for learning (hey that be kinda cute) there little minds are growing exponentially. (whow-za such a big and powerful word from the brain of a child)
Yes absolutely, I believe somehow, I've been able to keep my imagination alive or, am able to bring it back through my ability to dream. My imagination and dreams work in unison. Excuse me one moment as I enter the personna of Doctor Glen View, my resident shrinko. "This man exhibits a miraculous uncanny ability when in a dream state to play out his conscious difficulties. This patient taps into the higher Astral planes where he manifest the amazing abilities to construct and play out his current dilema. In laymen's terms, he does a lot of flying around! Ha, ha, ha a little humor to break up the boredom crap! Now where was I, this manifestation also empowers him to use his childlike imagination. We have no way of measuring how many synapses are still firing but it is my conclusion, solely my conclusion now, that this fellow has managed to hold onto more of his synapses, although he is still short many cards in the deck, yet has held his imaginary childhood friends and gained more friends in his subconscious mind. I hope I have clarified that for you lame brain nincapoops". Thank you good Doctor I think!!!
SNORING____________________________________ ah, ah, ah, sorry, I went into my meditation state and fell asleep. Did anything happen while I took a siesta. I had a dream. In my dream I was driving in the middle of the day and turned onto a road I've never been down. As I drive on the trees became taller. They become so tall they grew over the road. Soon the trees were so tall they block out the midday sun and I was in the dark. I keep on driving with my headlights on. I see a wee bit of lite at what looked like the end of a tunnel. I drive to the light. As I enter the light I woke up. Wonder what that was all about?
IMAGINATION IS A BEAUTIFUL THING. I'M SO GRATEFUL TOO STILL HAVE A LITTLE LEFT. OH BY THE WAY THE TUNNEL DREAM IS REAL, I HAD IT A FEW WEEKS AGO. FOR SOME REASON I THREW IT IN. goodnight until we meet again, glen