Owing to some peculiarity in my nervous system, I have perception of some things, which no one else has; or at least very few, if any... I can throw rays from every quarter of the universe into one vast focus.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
You will obtain a vision of matter that is perhaps fatiguing for your imagination, but pure and stripped of what the requirements of life make you add to it in external perception.
Through space the universe encompasses and swallows me up like an atom; through thought I comprehend the world.
The weirdest thing about a mind is that you can have the most intense things going on in there, but no one else can see them.
There has been a great gulf in psychological thought between the perception of space and objects on one hand and the perception of meaning on the other.
I've got a transcendental way of thinking about things. I've got a galactic self.
Focusing isn't just an optical activity, it is also a mental one.
When I was a kid, I used to see apparitions and have hallucinations, and my entire perception of the world was badly disoriented. And I had kind of a chaotic childhood because of that. I've really hung onto it, though. Because I actually like those feelings.
We cannot observe external things without some degree of Thought; nor can we reflect upon our Thoughts, without being influenced in the course of our reflection by the Things which we have observed.
We do not merely perceive objects and hold thoughts in our minds: all our perceptions and thought processes are felt. All have a distinctive component that announces an unequivocal link between images and the existence of life in our organism.
A counted number of pulses only is given to us of a variegated, dramatic life. How may we see in them all that is to to be seen in them by the finest senses?