I tried at times to take an interest in the newspapers. But I found the act of reading them repellent, and moreover it was not without danger to myself. The fact is that from each of our ideas, as from a clearing in a forest, so many roads branch in different directions that at the moment when I least expected it I found myself faced by a fresh memory. The title of Fauré’s melody le Secret had led me to the Duc de Broglie’s Secret du Roi, the name Broglie to that of Chaumont, or else the words ‘Good Friday’ had made me think of Golgotha, Golgotha of the etymology of the word which is, it
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Oakley
Some people like to think of a set of brain-links as if they were paths that a mouse runs along in a forest (the mouse is like the bouncing “thought-ball” in the pinball machine metaphor). The more times the mouse runs along the pathway, the clearer the path becomes. The wider the path is, the easier it is to see and follow it. So then, what’s the mouse metaphor for the diffuse mode? Simple. In the diffuse mode, the mouse—the thought—doesn’t run along the path. Instead, the thought-mouse jumps onto a tiny drone and flies to its new location!
