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NEUROTHOLOGY EUREKA since my experience all I want to do is study and research
the more I find the more I learn the more I unlearn and relearn
correlations connections spark as they collide in a blinding electric
eureka big bang collision, as two nothings create something astounding inside my black box brain
and singularity conceptually peaks as one all and nothing complete in my consciousness as I pass through space time itself , through the veil that hides the unknown , the holy grail and a new realization has taken form has newly emerged,
I wrote down the subjects that I have obsessed over subjects that contain the knowledge for which I thirst . when looked at separately they appear unrelated in their juxtaposition, they contradict one another at first blind glance, complete opposites in every way, but I see it clearly and feel I must speak up and say as did Galileo Galilee even though the consequence would mean being seen as a threat to pope urban v111 and the charge of heresy.

To night I have found a path to take, one that I shall follow with curiosity down the rabbit hole as did Alice as I follow my white rabbit home,
NEUROTHEOLOGY
is my calling my passion, it is the missing puzzle piece the word that sums up and explains all of my real but quirky poems,
DR MICHAEL PERSINGER I would like to meet cause what he studies encompasses all of my experiences and my experience of this would make his studies complete,
So I may not be the best poet on this site , but I always write from my heart with truth
regardless of consequence retaliation misinterpretation misunderstanding and hateful abuse,
at long last my madness, depression and enlightenment make sense, all those 111s and white rabbits experienced,
but do you know, even though, I questioned myself, I asked "am I mad"
there's a line from ALICE IN WONDERLAND that keeps coming back
when Alice doubts her sanity and asks the exact same question to her father

"AM I MAD"
and his response says it all and speaks to her me and us all , all of us that start our journey as the tarot deck card THE FOOL
"quite mad I'm sure, but I'll tell you a secret ,,,All of the best people are".
I HAVE FOUND MY PATH MY STAR.

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since my experience all I want to do is study and research<br />
the more I find the more I learn the more I unlearn and relearn<br />
correlations connections spark as they collide in a blinding electric<br />
eureka big bang collision, as two nothings create something astounding inside my black box brain<br />
and singularity conceptually peaks as one all and nothing complete in my consciousness as I pass through space time itself , through the veil that hides the unknown , the holy grail and a new realization has taken form has newly emerged, <br />
I wrote down the subjects that I have obsessed over subjects that contain the knowledge for which I thirst . when looked at separately they appear unrelated in their juxtaposition, they contradict one another at first blind glance,  complete opposites in every way, but I see it clearly and feel I must speak up and say as did Galileo Galilee even though the consequence would mean being seen as a threat to pope urban v111 and the charge of heresy. <br />
<br />
To night I have found a path to take, one that I shall follow with curiosity down the rabbit hole as did Alice as I follow my white rabbit home, <br />
NEUROTHEOLOGY <br />
is my calling my passion, it is the missing puzzle piece the word that sums up and explains all of my real but quirky poems,<br />
DR MICHAEL PERSINGER I would like to meet cause what he studies encompasses all of my experiences and my experience of this would make his studies complete, <br />
So I may not be the best poet on this site , but I always write from my heart with truth <br />
regardless of consequence retaliation misinterpretation misunderstanding and hateful abuse,<br />
at long last my madness, depression and enlightenment make sense, all those 111s and white rabbits experienced,<br />
but do you know, even though, I questioned myself, I asked "am I mad"<br />
there's a line from ALICE IN WONDERLAND that keeps coming back<br />
when Alice doubts her sanity and asks the exact same question to her father<br />
<br />
"AM I MAD"<br />
and his response says it all and speaks to her me and us all  , all of us that start our journey as the tarot deck card THE FOOL<br />
"quite mad I'm sure, but I'll tell you a secret ,,,All of the best people are".<br />
I HAVE FOUND MY PATH MY STAR.<br />

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