I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Across the streams of hopes and dreams where things are really not

So, when I tell people about the theory of type and how the brain perceives things (and how the ability to read a written language rewires synapses in the brain and alters its structures) most people give me the "Just how friggin' crazy is this nutcase," look.

Here's an interesting optical delusion that helps demonstrate that what you see is not actually what is there (by showing errors in color processing) (grokked from John Scalzi's whateverettes). Your brain adjusts and makes shorthand images of reality. And this demonstration doesn't even touch on hardwired predispositions and cognitive spacing, let alone language processing and higher functionalities.

We're weirder than you think.

2 comments:

Dr. Phil (Physics) said...

Amazing. Already stolen for my own blog. (grin)

Dr. Phil

Steve Buchheit said...

Oops, haven't gotten to your place in a few day, Dr. Phil. Going there now.