“„but i must confess that the two organs of which i always have been most fond are those two which ive never seen in any mirror, sexless, raceless, ageless, and most vital to the body’s life: the heart and the brain, i love them not for their appearance but for their real and symbolic functions- what they do and what they stand for. i dearly love my heart, or rather the metaphor of my heart- for its great wealth of emotions, its release of compassionate tears or adrenergic anger, its literal tireless fealty toward the largest arteries and smallest capillaries webbed thought the galaxy that is myself, its figurative tireless energy toward my daring to feel more and deeper and wider each day of my life.
and by brain- my wonderfully wrinkled-walnut double-hemisphered not-yet-fully-used living computer filled with neurons, ganglia, axons, synapses, and circuits, and electrochemical moving-ion messages it can trigger fire, send, channel, receive, process, retain, store, translate, splice and sign into a million nerve endings and cells and poems and strategies- i dearly love my brain.”—
‘the anatomy of freedom’- morgan, robin- copyright 1994
littered with homeostasis
