MR study of head with skull partially removed to reveal brain, Chapel Hill Volume Rendering Test Data Set, Volume II, Data taken on the Siemens Magnetom and provided courtesy of Siemens Medical Systems, Inc., Iselin, NJ. Data edited (skull removed) by Dr. Julian Rosenman, North Carolina Memorial Hospital, University of North Carolina. Channel maps and volume rendering with superimposed and shifted projections along the axes.”

Have you realized that we don’t have brains?

The things in our heads that we call “our brains” are actually us.

If a successful brain transplant ever occurred, what would really be happening is that one human is being placed into a body that used to belong to another human.

People are misinformed when they say they are guided by their heart, referring to their soul.

The soul…the consciousness…the very essence of being…is in the brain.

We only feel our bodies because nerves connect them to our brains (or ourselves would be a more correct description).

We don’t have brains.

What we call a brain is actually a complete life form.

If you are one to write the universe
If your mind is an ocean
If you are an endless horizon
You may know what I’m talking about.

In ordinary conversations when the person you’re talking to is speaking about the weather or events full of white noises
Your mind turns into a vast emptiness as the person’s voice fades away

For some reason you start to see every atom of that person’s eyes.
You turn around and see lifeless objects moving, tiny particles everywhere of the walls and the ceiling,
In your mind you see each component of every object
you see through the floors, and below to the core of the earth
you see through the ceiling, seeing each air particle up to the earth’s atmosphere
Then you pinch yourself and the distorted reality falls back into place as you come back to the physical world.

If you are one to feel too deep for your own good
If you are one to see too much for your own good
If you are one to find beauty in the walls you build around you
You may know what I’m talking about.

You sit alone while the world is laughing in happiness
You feel detached while everyone else is closely knit together
They try to make you smile so you try to do so

For some reason the person trying to ‘help’ you despite standing right in front of you seems to be standing two glass walls in front of you.
You reach out to connect but the first glass door blocks you.
The person in front of the glass walls begins to feel uncomfortable in your mind-bending silence.
So you push harder and smash the first wall with a tiny “hi” that you’ve managed to articulate.
You feel like you’ve made a giant leap you burst in fireworks inside.
Unbeknownst to you the person on the other side starts to see you as an inanimate object.
Then it dawns on you that the person is walking away.
So you sit between two glass walls, one to the happiness of reality and the other to the cosmos of your own mind.

I read it somewhere that creative people are prone to depression
I read it somewhere that creative people are prone to loneliness
And it makes sense because if your mind is a universe, an ocean, and a horizon,
Things you will sense while standing inside the vast space of your mind
are emptiness, fulfilment, silence, screams, serenity, and storm

There is a fine line between creativity and insanity
So raise your glasses
for the times you’ve wondered if you were insane
for the times you’ve wondered if you really were the person staring back at you in the mirror
for the times when you felt the screams of loneliness in the midst of thunders of crowds
for the times when you felt the cries banging at your heart as you gazed into the vast canvas of stars at night.

There is no doubt we are walking on the sidelines of the status quo
There are two extremes while the norm is in the middle.
And in our stable state when we are outside of our minds living in the mundane we are in the middle.

The extreme to the right is the good
The extreme to the left is the evil
and you can be both when you’re creating
light or darkness

If you are one to write the universe
If your mind is an ocean
If you are an endless horizon
You know exactly what I’m talking about.