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Entries from September 2008

Brain freeze

September 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Thanks to my intellectual sparring partner, I learnt of the documentary titled Brain Story. Released in 2000 and produced by BBC, Brain Story is simply a mindblowing documentary that offers a look into the wiring of our brains, and what it takes to bring about the normalcies of daily living. That’s not all it really is, because it brings us to individuals with specific problems in the brain make-up  such that you realise from whatever that’s damaged in the portion of the brain. life and what we take for granted everyday comes from complex workings of the brain. I’ve just watched up to part of the third episode, and it intrigues like hell. 

Take the lady who cannot see moving objects. Having suffered a stroke, she is not able to see objects as they move. The notion is hard to imagine. But think of it as viewing frames of images, and not being able to catch a few frames in between two that you can see. So, if a person is walking towards you, you’d first see the person at, say, 5 steps away. The next moment, the person is right in front of you. How frightening life would be.

What’s also fascinating is the experiment that induces religious experiences, like the white light and feeling as if there are people around you. It’s amazing stuff. Can’t wait to watch the rest of it.

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Quote from Stardust

September 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Something to remember from Stardust:

You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn’t true. I know a lot about love. I’ve seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate… It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves… You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and… What I’m trying to say, Tristan is… I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I’d know it for myself. My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me anymore. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange – no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.

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