Quotes About Consciousness

GOD IS NO WHERE GOD IS NOW HERE

What does a scanner see? he asked himself. I mean, really see? Into the head? Down into the heart? Does a passive infrared scanner like they used to use or a cube-type holo-scanner like they use these days, the latest thing, see into me—into us—clearly or darkly?

When the senile patient awakens in the morning and asks for his mother, remind him that she is long since dead, that he is over eighty years old and living in a convalescent home, and that this is 1992 and not 1913 and that he must face reality and the fact that

The sane man does not know that everything is possible. In other words, the mentally ill person at one time or another knew too much. And, as a result, so to speak, his head shut down.

They were a form of mutated twinning, joined at the base of the skull so that a single cephalic structure served both separate bodies. Evidently the personality George inhabited one hemisphere of the brain, made use of one eye: the right, as he recalled. And the personality Walt existed on the other side, distinct with its own idiosyncrasies, views and drives—and its own eye from which to view the outside universe.

He awoke—and wanted Mars. The valleys, he thought. What would it be like to trudge among them? Great and greater yet: the dream grew as he became fully conscious, the dream and the yearning. He could almost feel the enveloping presence of the other world, which only Government agents and high officials had seen. A clerk like himself? Not likely. "Are

If I die,' she murmured, 'maybe I'll be born again when the Rosen Association stamps out its next unit of my subtype.

Do androids dream?

The universe is information and we are stationary in it, not three-dimensional and not space time. The information fed to us we hypostatize into the phenomenal world.

Strano come un delirio persecutorio riesca di tanto in tanto a incontrare, per quanto brevemente, la realtà.

The tyranny of an object, he thought. It doesn't know I exist. Like the androids, it had no ability to appreciate the existence of another.

I'll be all right," he said, and thought, And I'm going to die. Both those are true, too.

Hay muchos libros vivos. No de un modo metafórico.

You will manually feel this object with your left hand," he said to himself, "and at the same time you will look at it with your right. And then in your own words you will tell us—" He could not think out any more nonsense. Not without their help.

I've read the Cosmic Trigger and Robert Anton Wilson says

We human beings are created and yet we are more rational than the creator himself who spawned us.

Everything's the same, when you break through to absolute reality; it's all one vast blur.

Van Vogt's The World of Null-A—there was something about that which absolutely fascinated me.

Thank you, Tim Leary, Fat thought. You and your promotion of the joy of expanded consciousness through dope.

them. Saw a glimpse of it myself. What would

Llegué a la conclusión de que no había tenido conciencia (...), que sólo sabía que cuando regresara a casa (...) habría cambios importantes que él mismo se encargaría de provocar. Y dichos cambios afectarían a toda criatura viviente de la casa. Mató a los animales para demostrar que lo que hacía era importante. Que era capaz de hacer algo irreparable.

You discover I'm right," the door said. It sounded smug.

Philip K. Dick

Siempre que hablaba de ti, en realidad, no describía nada. Como si nunca te viera realmente. Como si nadie fuera real de verdad para mí.