A Million Little Pieces Quotes by James Frey
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The reason you never notice is that your brain is great at guessing what should be there, and filling in the blank. Sometimes we know what we want to see, and our neocortex turns the expectation into a virtual reality. Some of the world we see is really just an illusion. How do we uncover our blind spots? Simply open your minds…. The eyes see only, but the mind is willing to comprehend it. What is your deepest darkest secret? Did you betray a friends confidence?
Right now there is a war going on in your brain, your cingulate cortex wants to tell the truth, but the orbital prefrontal cortex is simulating how bad it will be… If the prefrontal wins, your stress level goes up — if the cingulate wins, it drops.
Freud said no mortal can keep a secret: He might have been on to something. Although we may be desperate to keep our secrets, the harder we try to bury them, the more they rise to the surface. We are neurologically compelled to confess. Take a look at the person next to you. What do you see? We get to know people by taking a few small clues, and processing them though a neural filter laden with our own personal biases — we rely on our mind to fill in the blanks of their identity.
The reality is, until the next dropout invents a way to plug in to others brainswe can never really know who they are. All we can do is arm ourselves with what we know to be true: Love and longing, happiness, fear, friendship; these are the brains guidance system. To be fully human only takes half a brain.
Do we have more brain power than we need? Or vast amounts of unrealised potential? Why do we constantly strive for improvement? Every day we hear of new technological advancements; upgraded phones, computers, new medical techniques… science seems to have unlimited potential.
Imagine if that door was locked? But there can be for the brain! Devastated by injury, acquired savant syndrome, a high school dropout, savagely attacked, wakes to become a gifted painter! If our brains can have a second act, why not our lives? Broken relationships can heal, sins can be forgiven, wrongs can be righted. In our lives, as in our brains, we all deserve a second chance. We just have to be brave enough to see it. Albert Einstein had a big one. More brain tissue correlates to more intelligence.
The size and organisation of his brain allowed him to achieve greatness. Was he born with a special brain? Or did it grow with thousands of hours burning the midnight oil?
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Most likely a combination…. Did you ever wonder if somebody out there is exactly like you? How does environment and genetics affect us? Boring — looking for a soul mate… desire for a twin is an expression of our need to connect, because in this vast and overwhelming universe only our relationships with other people help us not to feel so alone A sense of morality is rooted in the circuitry of our brain.
How much are we born with? How much is shaped from our environment?
A Million Little Pieces Quotes
How much is learned from family? So many external reasons why we follow certain rules or conduct ourselves in certain ways… Is it possible some are born with a stronger moral character than others? Some studies show that a larger orbital prefrontal cortex correlates to having more friends. What kind of friends? Friends who put up with your garbage?
Or a best friend? Why do we take exception to them? Because it feels lousy. Disbelief gets processed by the limbic systems cingulate cortex and the interior insulin, the same part of the brain that reports pain and disgust.
We long for something to believe in. Our brains reward us emotionally when we believe, we feel good, comfortable. We balance it all by critical thinking, by questioning everything, and always always being open to possibility. Back in caves, our survival often depended on the ability to figure out fast who was friend or foe, it kept us alive.
The amygdala served to make the snap judgments that kept us alive: Sometimes fighting for what we want is the right thing to do. Why do nails on a chalkboard sound so horrible? As a kid when I first heard those words in a movie, a great movie with Gene Kelly — it was my introduction to this magical city.
Most people only know Paris through art or poetry, and this can create certain idealised expectations that can become embedded in our neural networks. And, in some cases, some tourists suffer a bizarre psychological reaction when their idealism of this city collides with the real thing.
They feel disoriented, they suffer feelings of delusion and paranoia, some even experience hallucinations. This extreme form of culture shock is known, appropriately, as Paris Syndrome. All it takes is one little off hand comment to ruin it, right? But recent discovery suggests that the higher regions of the brain can actually modify how the lower regions function.
So that it can be in our control to determine how bad experiences affect us. The same areas of the brain get activated when we experience social rejection, betrayal by a loved one, as when we spill hot coffee on our arm. In other words emotional pain hurts the same as physical pain. Science has developed drugs that can alleviate, and in some cases eliminate, our physical pain. And in some cases those same drugs are proving helpful in eliminating our emotional pain.
So the prescription for a broken heart might actually be taking Tylenol and calling me in the morning [students laugh]. But is numbing our pain always a good thing? So maybe to more fully enjoy the beauty in our lives, we must first acknowledge and embrace our pain… The brain stores memories in different ways, short term memories, where you left your keys, the girl you picked up in the bar last night, are managed by the hippocampus.
It kicks them out to the cortex where they strengthen or weaken, depending on how often you visit them. Every time you access a memory, neurons are activated and that memory goes stronger. But ignore a memory for too long, and you may lose it forever. The past can come back to haunt us — the sins of our youth, old illness and injuries can stick with us for a lifetime.
A single concussion can have long term effects that show up decades later as major diseases like Parkinsons. A few too many nights of binge drinking; your brain might never be the same.
Does that mean that we should live in protective cocoons? Never exposing ourselves to potential hurt, physical or emotional? Or is the real art of living to overcome our wounds, make the best of our limitations, and embrace our gifts? Before miss goody two shoes here blew the whistle, the neurons in your ventromedial and dorselateral prefrontal cortices were firing all cylinders, creating a rush of adrenaline and dopamine not unlike a boxer in the ring.
But the fight here was between impulse and self control. I have become a Rose petal and you are like the Wind for me. Take me for a ride. We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute. We are pain and what cures pain. We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours. Soul of the world, no life, nor world remain, no beautiful women and men longing.
Only this ancient love circling the holy black stone of nothing. Where the lover is the loved, the horizon and everything within it.
Follow those private hints, and never leave the premises. Oh, you have struck me on the head, Wretch that I am, on fire am I. Your spring is frozen. Faith is a flowing. Study David, the ironsmith, and dancer, and musician.
Move into the sun. When spirit enters, a man begins to wander freely, escaped and overrunning through the garden plants, spontaneous and soaking in. In my heart you rose like the moon but as I glanced at you, you disappeared. Having had a glimpse of Your garden, I have no more the patience to endure my existence….
Dear one, you can be wild and rebellious… But when you meet him face to face… His charm will make you docile like the earth, Throw away your shield and bare your chest… There is no stronger protection than him. You are yourself the animal we hunt when you come with us on the hunt. You are in your body like a plant is solid in the ground, yet you are wind. You are the fish. In the ocean are many bright strands and many dark strands like veins that are seen when a wing is lifted up.
Your hidden self is blood in those, those veins that are lute strings that make ocean music, not the sad edge of surf, but the sound of no shore. Wisteria and Jasmine twist on themselves. Violet kneels to Hyacinth, who bows. Narcissus winks, wondering what will the lightheaded Willow say of such slow dancing by Cypress.
Painters come outdoors with brushes.
I love their hands. The birds sing suddenly and all at once. The soul says Ya Hu, quietly. A dove calls, Where, ku? Soul, you will find it. Now the roses show their breasts. No one hides when the Friend arrives. The Rose speaks openly to the Nightingale.