How strange it is-
this brain.
How strong it is
and how weak I am,
and how far from me it is-
this brain of mine,
this part of me that does
whatever it wants
and never asks!

How strange-
how strange it is
and how weak I am
and how far from me it is,
this brain of mine
that I can’t control,
that I can’t teach-
that I can’t reach.

How strange it is-
and how strange I am
and even though it is mine,
it still is a thing
I can’t control, I can’t hold
I can’t direct, I can’t understand
I can’t make it mine!

How strange it is-
all this thing,
all this process of thinking
of acting, of believing!
How strange,
and yet,
how simple everything is;
Just biology, chemistry,
with a little touch of spirituality.

But still…
it makes no sense!