The brain is an organism that lives.We are creatures; we deepen our arc of knowledge.We can tumble into an image of fantasy, best yet, commotions, emotions,I communicate verbally.Welcome to reality.It’s a place where dreams stop or continue,It’s a blank page of a story with no proper ending.This feeling of tension burns up into my body.It’s something I cannot quite name.Could it be an emotion’s name?Nope, it’s untitled, unleashed, a vulture flying through the winds of our hidden passion.We are just souls scattered throughout the universe,As compared to Mother Earth.We are less than a dot,We are smart,We evolve,There are too many things to keep count on.It’s a beautiful world.With a wishI carry my cats.I carry a backpack full of my sparkling joy,My wings enable me to fly and shine throughout my time.I am satisfied with how I control my feelings and thoughts, my actions, my communications,A brain gives us the freedom of speech; it gives us liberty.