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Infantilisation of the Neocortex

Aquiver
electrical hums sear paths with import.
Progress at cost.
Bump electrons 'til lunchbreak.
Drive.  Report.  Recalculate.
No time to stop and--

mmm, pitty wower
no, kitty, no byding
daddy wook?
mommy wook?
eat bice
more joos
nummy joos
choo-choo
bat! watoo! bubbas!
bussh teet
ny-ny, moon

Author notes

What happens to my brain in the evening after I get home from work.

Probably ought to flesh out the grown-up part a bit more, just spitting out the idea at the moment.

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  • Lo Justin
    October 27

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    It's neat to discuss the stages of development, and then watch a child go through them. It really puts aside the cerebral part of our brain, and you just get to experience what it is like, what it must have been like for us, learning something again for the first time. At least, that's what this made me think of. Thanks for sharing.
    Lo

    • Inscrutable
      November 19
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      My kid cracks me up every day. Fascinating little experiment he is...


  • glazecovered
    September 19
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    Jabberwocky much?

    I think you could fashion the electron line into some sort of bionic erotica. I'd read that.

    • Inscrutable
      November 19
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      Bumping electrons, hahahahaha! Yeah, I didn't mean for it to come out that way. But it did, didn't it...