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“As Gazzaniga put it, "these findings all suggest that the interpretive mechanism of the left hemisphere is always hard at work, seeking the meaning of events. It is constantly looking for order and reasons, even when there is none - which leads it continually to make mistakes.”

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Incognito: The Secret Lives of The Brain

This book delves into the complex workings of the brain, particularly the subconscious aspects, and how they shape our actions and perceptions. more

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David Eagleman
David Eagleman

David Eagleman is a neuroscientist born on April 25, 1971. His research focuses on visual perception, time perception, and brain plasticity. Eagleman has made significant contributions to the field of neuroscience and has ventured into various scientific and artistic domains. more

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