the sensory circus
three rings of irrationality
Going back to yesterday’s post about our senses
We have pre-verbal, irrational, illogical aspects of ourselves that dominate the activities of our nervous systems and brains. What’s most foolish is that we’ve convinced ourselves that the story in our head, the meaning we make of the world is ‘the truth’ and that it dominates how we interact with the world.
What’s even sillier, is the notion that we are rational creatures when so many other aspects of our mind are working at any time and impacting our reason. The preverbal data that’s picked up by our nervous system takes up a lot of space in our lives.
Let’s take a look at the partial list once again:
Balance and acceleration
Proprioception – aka the space around you
Next we have other internal senses including:
Pulmonary stretch which controls your respiration rate
Peripheral chemoreceptors that monitor carbon dioxide levels
Stimulation receptors in the esophagus control vomiting and swallowing
Cardioception refers to the perception of the activity of the heart
If you felt physically ‘off balance’ that would have a huge impact on how you saw the world and what you cared most about. Go outside - especially if it’s winter where you are. Wear just a t-shirt and underwear. Notice how ‘temperature’ has a bigger impact on you than your story.
Sexual stimulation is a great one too. I’ve met so many people, happy people, who have let simple experiences of sexual stimulation connect with a story that has ruined their life.
Hunger. Don’t eat for a couple of days and notice how the story in your head changes.
Gagging. If you can’t swallow or eat without gagging, what stories would begin to evolve?
The story in your head is constantly informed by what is happening with you preverbally. It’s not a truth. It’s something you’ve created based on information you’ve taken in from the world.
Your ‘beliefs’ typically have their root in irrational inputs.
So, when someone calls you irrational, the fool protests.
The remarkable fools?
They say ‘thank you.’
One more day on this, but not tomorrow.
Tomorrow is the third anniversary of the fools letter.
Ever day for three years?
Thanks for being part of this.