The Library of My Mind

They crowd my mind. Those varied ideas
the words, the expressions, conclusions
narratives contained in the countless
pages I've read of history, science
technology, memoirs, biographies of
those whose exploits, explorations and
experiences hold such immense fascination
filling my head like a babel of competing
and contrasting voices lifting the tower
of my comprehension. Where do those
words go, where the sentences, the
paragraphs, the pages, the books one
after another that my omnivorous mind
devours? Impression, decisions, so many
declarations and discoveries that my
consciousness shuffles, categorizes
enumerates and validates, placed in
volumes of files secreted within my
inner self. They will surface on occasion
as reminders and occasionally rejoinders
as they become an integral part of my
collective cerebral functioning as I
become the part of so many summations
endowed with the life-cycle of human
endeavours, that mysterious process we
call existence, exalted by consciousness.