you know...when your brain starts to seperate at the wrinkles?
Unfolding revealing some of your neurology.
And loosening the binds of the void.
The endless expansion of the minds container.
dot. dot. dot.
Why doesn't your brain become denser when you learn more, rather lighter as you grow older?
Are those thoughts being thrown out somewhere? compressed? condensed?
what would happen if you peel each layer of memory, thought, and emotion,
and lay them flat on a table?
would that be your all your life, sprawled out.
a record? a blue print?
and if someone stole that blue print, they could become you.
inject it into their mind. and become you.
and you will live on.
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