Brain Waves

 

One day in the near future

they will come up with a

wearable instrument which

will calculate and indicate

how much capacity remains

in the human brain.

One would think at a certain age

in one’s lifetime that there is only

so much space allocated to the

Hippocampus.

At age 76, I figure I have learned

about as much as I need to know

what it takes to keep me going.

I cannot be selective about that

which I choose to maintain or

release in my brain. Most every-

thing I have learned from birth

is in there, sans the pre-verbal

stage anyway.

Of course dementia and

Alzheimer's in many older

folks eliminates much of

that which one has amassed

intellectually over time.

I figure I’m still okay as long

as I remember, 1066 and the

Battle of Hastings which Sister

Anne Vincetta drummed into

my skull in the eighth grade.

But what a shame, in all the

proceeding years of my life

I never really had need of

that information to advance

or enhance my lifetime sit-

uation.

By the time some genius

comes up with a device

which allows an individual

such as I to pick and choose

information of value to use,

I’ll be long gone or out of

my mind completely. (I

suppose I should be satis-

fied with what I’ve got.)

I figure folks nowadays are

counting on Artificial Intelli-

gence to relieve the human

brain of stressful and super-

fluous information. That is

until the inevitable power

grid failure negates all data

and no one remembers shit

from Shinola.

Then, perhaps my 1066

memory would be an inval-

uable piece of information.

What the hell, who knows,

I will have become an inane

and insignificant bit of for-

gotten history by then.

                 -30-

Chris Hanch 9-13-2023