It turns out your conscious mind - the part you think of as you - is really the smallest part of what’s happening in your brain, and usually the last one in line to find out any information.
David EaglemanRead
You´re not perceiving what's out there. You're perceiving whatever your brain tells you.
Interpretation
Our perceptions are shaped by our brain's interpretation rather than direct observation of reality.
This quote by David Eagleman highlights the idea that our understanding of the world is filtered through our brain's interpretations and beliefs. It suggests that what we see and experience is not purely objective reality, but a subjective construct influenced by our thoughts, emotions, and past experiences. This emphasizes the importance of awareness and critical thinking in navigating our perceptions.
In practice
In a discussion about how biases affect decision making.
It turns out your conscious mind - the part you think of as you - is really the smallest part of what’s happening in your brain, and usually the last one in line to find out any information.
The conscious mind is not at the center of the action in the brain; instead, it is far out on a distant edge, hearing but whispers of the activity.
The three-pound organ in your skull - with its pink consistency of Jell-o - is an alien kind of computational material. It is composed of miniaturized, self-configuring parts, and it vastly outstrips anything we've dreamt of building.
Greed is an imperfection that defiles the mind; hate is an imperfection that defiles the mind; delusion is an imperfection that defiles the mind.
What is crime amongst the multitude, is only vice among the few.
Taught from infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.
Every kid has a bug period... I never grew out of mine.
I believe in nothing here, except a handful of people, a few ideas, and the fact that one cannot arrest movement.
She learned the intricacy of loneliness: the horror of color, the roar of soundlessness and the menace of familiar objects lying still.
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