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Neurosonnets: The Naskar Art of Neuroscience

Book by Abhijit Naskar · 13 quotes · Prejudice, Bigotry, Fascism

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“Human is a speck of order upon the fabric of chaos - tiny yet evident, fragile yet unflinching - a daring dot in the vastness of the universe - brutal to its historic core, forged from the jungle ore, yet eyes aiming at infinite stars, with heart healing from past woe.”

“Neurosonnet 2001 Neurons giveth, neurons taketh away. By neurons we forge self, with neurons we fade away. Within neurons cosmos comes to life, within neurons worlds come to end. Neurons are building blocks of walls, as well as the instrument of bridges. There is not one but two cosmos, one made by nature, another by neurons. We are the makers of observable reality, shaped by hopes and biases of our own. Neurons are the birthplace of God, Neurons produce all ghosts and goblins. Life is a concoction of neurochemistry, Boon and bane are both our own making.”

“Be Happy, Don't Tell Anyone (Sonnet) Be happy, don't tell anyone. Go places, don't tell anyone. Experience life, don't tell anyone. Pamper the inner child, don't tell anyone. It's a sad society, the news of your happiness stirs up only jealousy. The more you crave to publicize your joy, more you're stripped of your tranquility. Your happiness doesn't need anybody's stamp of approval. Happiness kept private is happiness invisible to the jungle. What the jungle cannot see, the jungle cannot destroy. Be kind to all, but bare to few, joy broadcasted is the end of joy.”

“The Final Enigma (Sonnet 2002) Consciousness contains the cosmos, cosmos contains consciousness, all rooted in specks of jelly, firing in frenzy inside our head. When neurons fire, we see light, lack of oxygen conjures a tunnel. Nearing death, hallucinogens kick in, thus we experience kingdoms mythical. Neurons forge the fabric of reality, within neurons our paradise is born. Neurons concoct our fabled purgatory, thus our strong beliefs rule perception. Neurons are the birthplace of order, within neurons order comes to end. Neurons are the root of mindlessness, as well as the instrument of mend.”