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Poetry of Neurology
We are more than our neurons or their
combinations, co-relations, conjunctions,
functions and interactions, that are conducted
through their gap junctions, synapses or action
potentials. We are more than the cells, tissues,
organs, systems, DNAs, RNAs, genes etc and their
ultimate unification into a whole mechanism and
system of magnificence. We are an infinity
unfolding itself in the name of the human mind
which, through the physiology of what on
appearance is a human physique, it becomes,
dreams, imagines, creates, loves and does human:
the most astonishing of all things, that we find
on this Universe. All we have to do is to look
at its unity off the billion plus expressions of
its self and wonder about its endless expressive
diversity off the same self in billion plus
instances to realise that this human mind is
magnificent a thing for the purpose of which the
neurology is given to it as the most
sophisticated, most elaborately engineered, most
complexity-strewn an architecture, a most
awe-inspiring bio-chemico-genetico-mechanism,
that we humans will ever see in this Universe;
nothing else will ever surpass this
magnificence.
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And it all begins with the book
of genome, that has already been
written, that will have all the
tools to keep on writing the
future of a human physiology and
with that begins the human life
and soon the Cardiology is
formed and follows neurology:
the duo or the two in one or the
one in two: for they, neither
ends nor begins alone but,
rather, both just clasp, grasp,
sew, knit, cut, run, crisscross,
bind, bend, blend and flow in,
out, between and through the
human physiology in such an
'infinity of subtle, intricate
and sublime artistry', that the
entire creation of this Universe
does not have a parallel to show
next to it. And with this
Cardiology and Neurology the
human becomes more than a
physiology: it becomes a human
mind and that has not been
written out, unlike the genome,
which has been, and, here is,
where the entire life of this
human mind is, as if it has got
infinity of white papers bundled
into a beautiful blank book,
that no one can know how to
write but that human mind alone
does and this is where humanity
is, this is what humanity is and
this is how humanity is and this
why we publish The Humanion to
write a Beautiful Book out of
those blank white pages of that
book, where genome alone can
never write a single word unless
The Sanctum Mayakardium and The
High Neuranium join forces to
make 'one': the one, that is
exactly like the heart with two
atria; or the one, that is
exactly like the brain with two
hemispheres: it is two in one
and one in two. And here is to
this awe, to Humanity
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