Quotes About Consciousness

Ne f?urim concepte mentale despre c?minul nostru, despre copaci, despre al?i oameni, despre electricitatea care curge din prize, despre atomi, molecule ?i alte universuri. Aceste concepte mentale sunt singura realitate pe care o cunoa?tem.

Caenorhabditis elegans—a simple creature made of only 959 cells? It probably never thinks, "That was damn tasty bacteria I got to dine on back there

Things are as they are because we are

Suntem cu to?ii pl?smuiri ale visului cuiva.

Creo que estamos actuando con imprudente indiferencia hacia nuestro futuro en el planeta Tierra.

realismo dependiente del modelo», basada en la idea de que nuestros cerebros interpretan los datos de los órganos sensoriales elaborando un modelo del mundo.

At some point during our 13.8 billion years of cosmic history, something beautiful happened. This information processing got so intelligent that life forms became conscious. Our universe has now awoken, becoming aware of itself. I regard it a triumph that we, who are ourselves mere stardust, have come to such a detailed understanding of the universe in which we live.

dan kesadaran mengenai betapa kecilnya planet kita sendiri di tengah luasnya alam semesta, hanyalah titik awal.

I am uncomfortably, acutely aware of the passage of time, and have lived much of my life with a sense that the time that I have been granted is, as they say, borrowed.

I have noticed that even people who claim everything is predetermined and that we can do nothing to change it, look before they cross the road. - Stephen Hawking "Black Holes and Baby Universes

Perfect paranoia is perfect awareness.

I believe there's another dozen thoughts lined up behind each one I'm aware of.

De un extraño te puedes apartar, pero de ti mismo no.

Art is the concrete artifact of faith and expectation, the realization of a world that would otherwise be little more than a veil of pointless consciousness stretched over a gulf of mystery.

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

It was no dream she said. Dreams fade. Reality doesn't.

The dream didn't fade as dreams usually do upon waking.

The universe is large, he thought. It contains multitudes. It also contains me, and in this moment I am wonderful. I have a right to be wonderful.

And what makes you think you're a main character in anything but your own mind?

Resurrection... ah, there's a word (that you should put right the fuck out of your mind and you know it).

The poet Edgar Allan Poe described the false awakening phenomenon long before Carl Jung was born. He wrote, 'All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.' Have I answered your question?

perhaps real beauty was something unrecognized by the conscious self, a work that was always in progress, a thing of being rather than seeing.

He fled the light and the knowledge the light implied, and so came back to himself. Even so do the rest of us; even so the best of us.

Now that he wanted to feel like he was having a bad dream, he wasn't. He was having a bad reality, and that was something from which you could not wake.