Modern Neuroimaging Is Like Asking An Astronaut

Visual Cortex Is Fundamentally A Machine Whose Job Is To Generate A Model Of The World.

As Carl Jung Put It, "in Each Of Us There Is Another Whom We Do Not Know." As Pink Floyd Sang, "there's Someone In My Head, But It's Not Me."

After All, Across The Population There Are Slight Differences In Brain Function, And Sometimes These Translate Directly Into Different Ways Of Experiencing The World. And Each Individual Believes His Way Is Reality.

When One Part Of The Brain Makes A Choice, Other Parts Can Quickly Invent A Story To Explain Why. If You Show The Command "walk" To The Right Hemisphere (the One Without Language), The Patient Will Get Up And Start Walking. If You Stop Him And Ask Why He's Leaving, His Left Hemisphere, Cooking Up An Answer, Will Say Something Like "i Was Going To Get A Drink Of Water."

All Creation Necessarily Ends In This: Creators, Powerless, Fleeing From The Things They Have Wrought.