In the theater of neurons, Keeper of Calm takes the stage— A veil of stillness over a lake, GABA whispers, "Disengage." Enter the Harbinger of Storms, A drumbeat in a frenzied age— Glutamate roars, "Awaken now, Unshackle the beast from its cage." Two dancers in a cosmic ballet, One tames the storm, one fuels the fire. In the balance of their whispered dance, Lies the tale of restraint and desire. (GPT-4 summary of today's musings)
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