A matrix of neurons sparking in my head
Nodes and energy signals connecting via threads,
Of conscious themes, memories and dreams
Creating imagery that weaves like flash cards in between,
Some fade away and some stay
To help our own creative display,
And some will ignite feelings of love
Whereas some may sadly create hate,
Depending on the chemicals it triggers, that flow into our brain,
The truth is though from those matrix of sparking neurons
We become the writers of poems and songs,
The artists by the the throng,
Creating questions and provoking
Thought processes which defines what’s right and wrong.
fauxcroft 
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