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“The brain evolved not to represent anything but to help its host body to survive and reproduce.”
György Buzsáki, The ^ABrain from Inside Out

“Artifacts, and, eventually, words can readily communicate semantic information from one brain to another without laborious episodic exploration by each individual. Instead, the grounding of meaning is simply achieved by guidance or approval from others. Externalized information can be named, and, therefore, it rapidly spreads semantic knowledge. This ability comes with a cost, though. We accept the definition of events and phenomena too often without personal experience, accumulating and using a huge vocabulary in which we do not understand the true meaning of many words.”
György Buzsáki, The ^ABrain from Inside Out

Mary Oliver
“Far off in the red mangroves an alligator has heaved himself onto a hummock of grass and lies there, studying his poems.”
Mary Oliver

Herman Melville
“So, when on one side you hoist in Locke's head, you go over that way; but now, on the other side, hoist in Kant's and you come back again; but in very poor plight. Thus, some minds for ever keep trimming boat. Oh, ye foolish! throw all these thunder-heads overboard, and then you will float light and right.”
Herman Melville, Moby-Dick or, The Whale

Mary Oliver
“But I want to extol not the sweetness nor the placidity of the dog, but the wilderness out of which he cannot step entirely, and from which we benefit. For wilderness is our first home too, and in our wild ride into modernity with all its concerns and problems we need also all the good attachments to that origin that we can keep or restore. Dog is one of the messengers of that rich and still magical first world. The dog would remind us of the pleasures of the body with its graceful physicality, and the acuity and rapture of the senses, and the beauty of forest and ocean and rain and our own breath. There is not a dog that romps and runs but we learn from him.

The other dog—the one that all its life walks leashed and obedient down the sidewalk—is what a chair is to a tree. It is a possession only, the ornament of a human life. Such dogs can remind us of nothing large or noble or mysterious or lost. They cannot make us sweeter or more kind.

Only unleashed dogs can do that. They are a kind of poetry themselves when they are devoted not only to us but to the wet night, to the moon and the rabbit-smell in the grass and their own bodies leaping forward.”
Mary Oliver, Dog Songs: Poems

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