Everyones running from something.
Peter Watts, Echopraxia.
“Reality went out the window the moment we started mediating sensory input through a nervous system. You want to actually perceive the universe directly, without any stupid scribbles or model-buildi...”
“I know, I know: it can be frustrating as hell. But people have an unfortunate habit of assuming they understand the reality just because they understood the analogy. You dumb down brain surgery eno...”
“You ever try holding, say, even a single chapter of a novel in your head? Consciously? All at once?”
“The neurological condition of echopraxia is to autonomy as blindsight is to consciousness.”
“Its kind of like a Zen thing. Like playing the piano, or being a centipede in Heaven.”
“Dogs are always going to come up short if you insist on defining them as a weird kind of cat.”
“The thoughts that occur to me while Im running are like clouds in the sky. Clouds of all different sizes. They come and they go, while the sky remains the same sky always. The clouds are mere guest...”
“Running cleared the day's cobwebs from my mind and focused my thinking, and gave me time and space to sort out anything that was bothering me, or to detach and think of nothing at all.”
“When Douglas walked, his mind ran, when he ran, his mind walked.”