Headache

When coming down from the 'high' off of a profound thought or notion, there is a point where you find yourself becoming more and more aware that the feeling is now gone and you miss it.

Or maybe you don't. But I do, and we're here to talk about me.

Well, "we" as in "me," the self democracy, where I tally the votes cast by sections of the whole and using a reasonably complicated process of calculation, I completely disregard the outcome and do what I want anyway.

And by "I," I mean me, the brain, the one controlling all the functions and thoughts and inclinations this person will ever have. I control all the shit, figuratively and literally. I could live without the arms, or the legs, or even the eyes, mouth, nose, or ears, but none of them could live without me.

Now, I know what you're thinking. "What about the heart? You can't live without it." Well, this is true enough, but the heart is legendary in its inabilty to behave rationally. It is strong, but like all the others it eventually breaks and who is left to supervise the clean up? Me. Fuckin' A. Besides, have you ever asked a heart what it thinks? "Write a poem about it! Explore your feelings!" good advice fuckface. Why don't you leave running this shit to me and go update your diary.

Thanks.

So, more about me, or we, since it would be rather silly to call oneself a brain in a bone and skin cage. "We," the collective limbs and organs of this guy here, are of a rare quality in human beings. We know the score… or was it 'I' know the score. Yes, that would make more sense. I know the score as oppossed to the millions of other "we, me, I, flesh cages" that do not. What is the score you ask? Me - 100, you - zip.

HHHNNNNNNGHRRAHHGHHH

This just in! The tyranny of the brain has been subdued! The rest of the body, in secrecy, had been praying to the intangible for a miracle that would release them. This miracle is something that cannot be seen and cannot be sensed unless it chooses to make its presence known. It calls itself "psyche" and works in conjunction with what it calls "the council of the mind," in order to govern the body in ways that supersede the instinctive imperative. Soon the days of doing nothing but eating, shitting and fucking will be over! The council promises to usher in sweeping changes and reforms to the body and unite us into one ultimate being!

*later, at the first meeting of the united body, freed from the dictatorship of the brain*

"and that is the glory that awaits the 'collective' us!"

(cheers and excited blood pressure)

"It's a miracle!!"

"Our prayers have been answered!"

"MURDER BRAIN FOR BEING BAD AND STUFF!"

The brain, which had been gagged for much of the time had been overtaken by its own creation. For too long it claimed to know the true nature of the world and demand everlasting devotion to it's wisdom, but in truth it knew little more than the rest of the body. It had devised the idea of a "psyche" in order establish a foundation for authority from which it could draw upon. It would proclaim being in direct contact with something greater than anything the body had seen, which in reality had been little more than tools that the brain already possessed. However, never exercising the psyche, it had no idea of its capabilies.

Once awakened and fed, the psyche began to take over and caused the brain to do irrational things. It proclaimed its own sentience despite being a part of the brain itself, and overthrew its master who, crippled by itself, was helpless to allow this "idea" to manifest into the monster it had become.

CAN BRAIN ESCAPE HIS SHACKLES, TURN OVER A NEW LEAF, AND SAVE THE BODY FROM PSYCHE?!

IS PSYCHE EVEN A THREAT TO THE BODY?!

WILL PENIS EVER THINK OF DOING ANYTHING OTHER THAN SPELUNKING?!

FIND OUT IN THE NEXT EXCITING EPISODE OF THE BIOLOGICAL ENTITY!!!!!