My Brain

IN THIS AMAZING WORLD with all our technology and machinery, we stand poised between heaven and hell, as we fight to negate our self destructive tendencies, and fully exploit our exploding knowledge for the creation of a better world.

And of course often the machinery malfunctions, breaks down. Seems like we spend half our time dealing with broken gadgets of technology or our own health problems.Its almost as if we need healtheir, more physically fit bodies, and fewer machines.

The machine that goes wrong, makes mistakes, breaks down, more than any other machine... is my brain. I can't, other than indirectly, speak about anybody else's brain, other than to say there seem to be many interesting varieties.

But my own disappoints me regularly and often. A loss of memory here, a needless surge of anger within. A bad decision here and there. Particularly my short term memory. Its non existant. I read once that the short termmemory begins to vanish after the age of twenty five, and I believe it.

Soon there will come a time when all cars are driven by, and only by, computers, and this will be a good thing. Mainly because instead of hundreds of thousands of people killed in auto accidents annually world wide, there will be none. 

The human species will explore the universe, and encounter intelligent beings from other planets. Disease, hunger, poverty, violence; all our nightmares will be banished from our lives.

And my brain, at least, one among many, will go on making its little mistakes...and this is all good, this is acceptable, because without  some failure there can be no success, and after all my many failures are cateloged, there remains the essential success of my human brain.