So I am once again looking for answers. Scientific answers as to why and how I act the way I do. My Limbic System is in need of a big overhaul. I think my Hypothalamus is dead. The Frontal Lobe of my Cerebral cortex probably got lost along the way of adult development. My reticular formation is in hibernation. My Occipital Lobe may be working overtime, sometimes it works in the opposite direction it is supposed to. My Cerebellum needs a facilitator, and my Temporal Lobe... perhaps that;s the only one in check.
And with all this information I still don't have any answers. I wonder why the brain is called grey matter, I don't think it's grey, I really think it's very colourful, it's got red, green, blue and of course it must have pink in it because I am female. Maybe now I understand that the brain has a direct connection to the heart too. They are not separate organs. If you cry it's not just because you are heart broken but also because the Hypothalamus and the Cerebral Cortex are working overtime too.
So now let's put all this medical jargon in lay man's terms, the way I understand it. It is all about perceptions, all about how messages somehow get processed in the brain, whichever part that may be. I perceive a cat to be a fluffy ball of love, and I perceive a roach to be disgusting. I perceive that my sadness is as intense as my joy. I also perceive that somewhere along the line of self perception some things have to change. And I thank my brain for that. And God.
And with all this information I still don't have any answers. I wonder why the brain is called grey matter, I don't think it's grey, I really think it's very colourful, it's got red, green, blue and of course it must have pink in it because I am female. Maybe now I understand that the brain has a direct connection to the heart too. They are not separate organs. If you cry it's not just because you are heart broken but also because the Hypothalamus and the Cerebral Cortex are working overtime too.
So now let's put all this medical jargon in lay man's terms, the way I understand it. It is all about perceptions, all about how messages somehow get processed in the brain, whichever part that may be. I perceive a cat to be a fluffy ball of love, and I perceive a roach to be disgusting. I perceive that my sadness is as intense as my joy. I also perceive that somewhere along the line of self perception some things have to change. And I thank my brain for that. And God.
