brain – Temperamentally Tina

Trying to understand

I feel I’ve lived several deaths of this mind as it forgetsas it learns parts are turnedparts are picked parts are neglected. They turn they rot and they die offthose deaths they happen often in this brain of mine I can see so clearly feel it so heavily and then I just don’t I changeContinue reading “Trying to understand”

This brain of mine

My mind is living tucked within it’s skull shell using the ears of my body to listen and the mouth upon my face to speak. It feels safe and securetill the claustrophobia creeps up and it realizes the jail it lives within only escape isn’t an option it cannot live apart from this human body.Continue reading “This brain of mine”

My brain reacts.

My brain reacts it feels threatened by thoughts and I question do you feel that way tois that why we humans separate, attack , defend? We’re often searching for a correct life as if the internet could give us thatit could give us opinions that don’t equate to factsscenarios that playedand will play but itContinue reading “My brain reacts.”

My brain is drowning.

My brain is drowning within this age of knowledgethe information is pulling itweighting it down it cannot come up it’s forgetting the automatic tasksbreathe it tells the lungsit had forgotten. Opinions are spitting aboutand the facts can’t counter enough blocking a few particlesas the others entermy brain is drowning within all the saliva flinging fromContinue reading “My brain is drowning.”

So fragile it is.

I only see as meI only hear as meI only taste as meI only feel as me I only smell as me.Inside another homeIt’d be different wired in by different connectors and the heart would have another beat. Would it still be me..if the home was another body?Is the brain what we areor is allContinue reading “So fragile it is.”

Awaiting the darts.

I feel my brain is bogged down by the body that contains itby the society that shapes itby the thoughts that are forced within it as if it’s a boardand the darts are the other words and simply the brain just sits in wait as the words mark their spot and I must accept theContinue reading “Awaiting the darts.”

Isn’t the sole pilot.

The loudnessthe constant speaking the words of othersthe thoughts of my own mixed with theirsI can’t keep up and I slowand I restwithin my safety right up herewithin the wordsand worlds I speak ofrealities that don’t hold up outside of my safe placebecause my brain it yearns of control and within real lifeit isn’t theContinue reading “Isn’t the sole pilot.”

The shards of brain piercing my heart.

Humanity hits hardand I feel fragile.Every hit breaks another piece of glasssending it throughout my blood stream. The shards of brain piercing my heart.I feel the holes opening and their painful recovery to close,only to be opened again.I can’t break free of this humanity,of the make believe I have come to believe in, even ifContinue reading “The shards of brain piercing my heart.”

Prisoners

Are we all prisonersof this civilization? The bars electrified by the memories of our pastsand each time a finger slipsour brains fry a little bit. Freedom is impossible when the bars are invisible and our currencyis paperbecause paper can set on fireand our currency is computer codebecause computer codecan be served to another. The onesContinue reading “Prisoners”

I feel the swelling.

I feel the swelling beneath my sculland I know if it was cracked open there would be no abnormalities no scar tissue to seefor I feel the intensity of my thoughtsand thoughts don’t leave physical residue it’s all emotional and it’s all in there in that squishy partno one can seenot even I although IContinue reading “I feel the swelling.”