The other day I was thinking, as usual How does my mind work? I know about words called neurons, synapses, and potential Neuroscientists can study and give theories with those concepts Forage for data and attempt the objective To then explain for the average Joe (or Jane) But words are not my cup of tea They were created by giants And I stand on their shoulders All of these words I’m writing thus far I could not tell you of their origin Could you do the same? Words words words An imperfect system I say one thing, you hear another Miscommunication and eavesdropping Causes damage to the bottom line It’s animal behavior one-oh-one Choose visual and auditory Not directly chemical or tactile Though if he spits in your face maybe not Some reaction probably will happen Maybe I’m being philosophical But this big idea is not so topical When I’m communicating over time Different versions of myself are writing But I’m getting technical The other day I was thinking, as usual With language consciously, the usual Not always thought to be subconscious Why don’t we think of movements as “thoughts”? In my languaged thinking the thought arrived You will never understand anything completely The thought said. Or did I “say” it, to myself? You don’t know how your brain works You don’t know how the light switch works On the surface maybe But dig deeper and language fails Well you turn on the switch, there’s electricity, and power! But how does the switch work? And electricity, what did you say about chemistry again? Power reminds me of photosynthesis, energy transformation Please don’t mention biology, genetics and DNA and cells The life of plants and animals, you should include humans Stop thinking you’re so different Wandering again! Why does this always happen? Why why why Let me be clear and spell it out for you In this seemingly opaque though sometimes translucent manner I should not let your interpretation misjudge this The switch, I’m being metaphorical But it's even more deplorable That I'm considering you won't get this The other day I was thinking, as usual How does my mind work? How does -- the -- mind work? Yours, perhaps? Considering the cancerous condition of this planet I'm wondering if they even "work" at this stage The switch is a computer and a synapse And an atom and a thought and an algorithm And a solar system Encapsulating anything and everything Do I make myself clear? You will never understand anything completely Not a word, sentence, paragraph, you name it Not a poem, not a story Not even your *self* Not a subunit of a subunit of a subunit of a subunit of a subunit... and even if you did, how would you fit it all together? One theoretical puzzle piece down and infinitely more to go You will never understand anything completely.