The Brain Abhors Discrepancies.

The Minute You Succumb To Outside Pressure, You Cease To Be Creative.

Lofty Questions About The Mind Are Fascinating To Ask, Philosophers Have Been Asking Them For Three Millennia Both In India Where I Am From And Here In The West - But It Is Only In The Brain That We Can Eventually Hope To Find The Answers.

Even Though Its Common Knowledge These Days, It Never Ceases To Amaze Me That All The Richness Of Our Mental Life - All Our Feelings, Our Emotions, Our Thoughts, Our Ambitions, Our Love Life, Our Religious Sentiments And Even What Each Of Us Regards Us His Own Intimate Private Self - Is Simply The Activity Of These Little Specks Of Jelly In Your Head, In Your Brain. There Is Nothing Else.

What The Neurology Tells Us Is That The Self Consists Of Many Components, And The Notion Of One Unitary Self May Well Be An Illusion.

Self-awareness Is A Trait That Not Only Makes Us Human But Also Paradoxically Makes Us Want To Be More Than Merely Human. As I Said In My Bbc Reith Lectures, “science Tells Us We Are Merely Beasts, But We Don’t Feel Like That. We Feel Like Angels Trapped Inside The Bodies Of Beasts, Forever Craving Transcendence