Quotes About Consciousness

Space and time are bound together. Actually, they are more than bound together. Space and time are both manifestations of Tao's consciousness.

Consciousness is in our stars, our moons, and our stardust. It is in every cell of our developing bodies. The sperm and the egg are conscious.

Scientists are looking for a substance to fill all of space, a substance that will permit light to travel as a wave, and a substance that permits gravity to operate between masses. Ether does all that and much more but is undetectable without taking into consideration Tao's consciousness, which is the answer to all the questions.

The totally alive, totally conscious, and totally aware Universe takes care of itself completely. It is totally self- reliant and totally self- sufficient. It is perfect.

As you transition at the end of this life, your physical body will begin its slow transformation into the substances that will support other living things. Your consciousness, however, will not transform. It is already a complete entity unto itself.

Night thoughts have a different color than day thoughts, a different slant, more than anything else they know all the secret paths and chinks in the armor they can take advantage of to force their way into consciousness.

Scientists are in the strange position of being confronted daily by the indisputable fact of their own consciousness, yet with no way of explaining it.

Persons in their most developed form are conscious, reflexive, embodied, self-transcending centers of subjective experience, durable identity, moral commitment, and social communication who—as the efficient cause of their own responsible actions and interactions—exercise complex capacities for agency and inter-subjectivity in order to sustain their own incommunicable selves in loving relationships with other personal selves and with the non-personal world.

GBeing on a spiritual path, or living according to one's faith, means that a person aligns his/her self to a set of principles and values different than the everyday waking consciousness of our modern culture.

A] person whose head is bowed and whose eyes are heavy cannot look at the light.

He was dead. He just didn't know it yet.

In summary, every conscious experience has five distinct and undeniable properties: each one exists for itself, is structured, informative, integrated and definite. These are the five essential hallmarks of any and all conscious experiences, from the commonplace to the exalted, from the painful to the orgiastic.

When we sleep, consciousness fades. We spend one-quarter to one-third of our life asleep, more when we're young and less as we age. Sleep is defined by behavioral immobility (which is not absolute, as we continue to breathe, move our eyes, and occasionally twitch a limb) and reduced responsiveness to external stimuli. We share this need for daily sleep with all animals.

At the other end of life are elders with severe dementia. The final stage of Alzheimer's and other neurodegenerative diseases is marked by extreme apathy and exhaustion. Individuals cease speaking, gesturing, and even swallowing. Has their conscious mind permanently left its abode, a shrunken brain full of neurofibrillary tangles and amyloid plaques?

The schizophrenic position is one where a self's embedment in the solace of the quotidian is breached, and consciousness is confronted with both the complexities of thought processes and the raw materials of unconscious function.

There is an ethics of perception. Theories are not simply forms of perception. When practised they become ethical decisions.

Not until she stood at her sink, splashing cold water on her face, did she remember her little hippo. What the hell was that about? When did her unconscious get so fucking whimsical? And what fine truth was he going to tell her?

It was a man taking a machine and a machine taking a man into secret places, into the subliminal.

We live only a few conscious decades, and we fret ourselves enough for several lifetimes.

I don't have a body, I am a body.

A consciousness of rectitude can be a terrible thing, and in those days I didn't just think that I was right: I thought that "we" (our group of International Socialists in particular) were being damn well proved right. If you have never yourself had the experience of feeling that you are yoked to the great steam engine of history, then allow me to inform you that the conviction is a very intoxicating one.

Hegel said that history was the story of freedom becoming conscious of itself.

And once, in spite of the men who gripped him by each shoulder, he stepped slightly aside to avoid a puddle on the path. It is curious, but till that moment I had never realised what it means to destroy a healthy, conscious man. When I saw the prisoner step aside to avoid the puddle, I saw the mystery, the unspeakable wrongness, of cutting a life short when it is in full tide.

I have had an unpleasant feeling, such as one has in a dream, that I myself do not exist.