To which my friend posted the following, leading to my alternating responses with his:
Matthew 6: 1-8
Amen. I did not say this; I was not here
Go ye forth, my daughter, and sin some more…
Woo Hoo! (Did say that or just think it?)
Seriously, though, I fear your underlying message will never grace the cortical folds of the Great Orange Void, assuming that spongy amorphous mass possesses any.
Speaking as an anatomist, brain, being mostly fat (the insulation- the wiring itself is mostly protein), floats. Do with that what you will….
They all float down here… Still, one of my fondest memories when I returned to college after many years away, was the chance to touch an actual human brain – but it wasn’t too spongy as it had been in formaldehyde for freaking ever. I brought my daughter to class that one day, just for a fun lark, and she got touch it too. Years later, my father left his body to science, and so (my ganglia conclude through both temporal and spatial summation) the great circle of life remains unbroken. Spongy.