I Continue To Be Fascinated By The

You're Not The Same After, Say, An Incredible Love Affair That Went Very Well Or A Love Affair That Went Bad. Or Something That Happens To Your Health, Or Something That Happened To Somebody Else's Health, That Is Close To You. Or Something That Happens Professionally.

We Do Not Merely Perceive Objects And Hold Thoughts In Our Minds: All Our Perceptions And Thought Processes Are Felt. All Have A Distinctive Component That Announces An Unequivocal Link Between Images And The Existence Of Life In Our Organism.

For Pure Joy, I Look At A Small Painting By Arbit Blatas. An Ocean Liner Is At The Center Of The Composition, Perhaps Ready To Depart. It Holds The Promise Of Discovery.

We Remove Ourselves From The Experience Itself To A Surrogate Of The Experience, Which Is Whatever Measure You Take From The Brain, Be It The Electroencephalogram Or Magnet Encephalography Or Say Functional Magnetic Resonance. So It's Pretty Tough To Make Those Comparisons.

...i Sense That Stepping Into The Light Is Also A Powerful Metaphor For Consciousness, For The Birth Of The Knowing Mind, For The Simple And Yet Momentous Coming Of The Sense Of Self Into The World Of The Mental.