Neural Maelstrom

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On a sea of thought, where neurons sail so free,
An aneurysm's tempest brews, a storm of gravity.
The mind's a frothy ocean, where fractals dance and sway,
In a maelstrom of ideas, where reason's cast away.

It sways like storm-tossed waves, each thought a roaring crest,
A whirlpool of cognition, where sanity's distressed.
Beyond light's fleeting grasp, it tears through mental seams,
A hundredfold the motion, in an ocean of broken dreams.

The sea of mind's a frenzy, a tumultuous, wild spree,
Manifolds in constant flux, like waves on an endless sea.
Gravity's own hand pushes, as thoughts collide and whirl,
In fractal waves of chaos, where neurons twist and twirl.

Each swell a burst of pressure, a quake in mental foam,
The brain's own tides are crashing, as if you're not alone.
Ideas cascade, spiral, in this frothy, frenzied ride,
Aneurysm's wild tide pulls, in a cosmic, chaotic glide.

Yet in this roiling sea, where sanity's adrift,
The fractal waves of thought create a wondrous lift.
The multiverse of mind, in its ceaseless, frantic sway,
Flips, folds, and fractures—illuminating the fray.

So let the mind's vast ocean, with gravity's grand play,
Unleash its fractal fury, in a wild, turbulent ballet.
For in this sea of chaos, where thoughts swirl and bloom,
The force that bends the psyche, can also light the room.

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