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I once saw a poster: “Are your dendrites dying”? The poster was for alcoholism And a help line. But, do our dendrites regenerate? Or, are we born with a certain amount That less and less signals go off—synapses—with age? “Maybe we’re born with it?” Maybe less synapses are made with age? Does that mean less dendrites? My Pop-Pop once asked me what to do To keep his brain functioning, Because he was sick of sudoku. I told him: “Write”. And, so, he wrote his life-story In a few essays. And we are all on the run To keep our dendrites from dying. ©2025EllenFinn
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Nov 14, 2025
Nov 14, 2025 at 4:07 PM UTC
“Are your dendrites dying?”
I once saw a poster: “Are your dendrites dying”? The poster was for alcoholism And a help line. But, do our dendrites regenerate? Or, are we born with a certain amount That less and less signals go off—synapses—with age? “Maybe we’re born with it?” Maybe less synapses are made with age? Does that mean less dendrites? My Pop-Pop once asked me what to do To keep his brain functioning, Because he was sick of sudoku. I told him: “Write”. And, so, he wrote his life-story In a few essays. And we are all on the run To keep our dendrites from dying. ©2025EllenFinn
*I am about to answer my own queries. Wanted to “jot this down”, before I “found out the truth”.
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Nov 14, 2025
Nov 14, 2025 at 4:07 PM UTC
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