If I have to find out something about how the brain works, that is how it heal memories. A smell, a song, the name of a person, how you pronounce my name ...
Where, in what corner, what fold, in which convolution is seared. How to create paths of neurons, circuits and networks that lead me to your memory with every thing that evokes. How to grow the path that leads me to the fire of your name.
Why I can not forget? I want to know how to store your memory with a pen in my head. I know because I will not ever forget. Because little thought that the soul is the brain cell. And now, more, I think that flask, the battery that powers the brain is fed, in turn, as the beautiful memories I have with you.
is not formal, not too scientific. But it is a bit of faith that I like to hold on.
