I watched a show on the Science Channel called 'Through the Wormhole with Morgan Freeman,' (as though Morgan Freeman's vast knowledge of Wormhole theory was just assumed.) Anyway, they were talking about my favorite topic on this one: Religion.
The segment I saw involved The God Helmet.
Apparently, this fellow can concentrate energy on a specific area of the head/brain and stimulate a religious experience. Fast forward to the heavy part, if this sensation is real -- which it certainly seemed to be to the girl in the video -- does it mean that we conjure up a supernatural entity from inside our head, OR does the magnet thing fire up our transmitter from which we "Tap In" to the universal or spiritual? Wow again.
I have had, over the course of my life, what I consider to be religious experiences. I don't feel the need to go into the details, but the connections were -- to me -- significant enough to provide a certain measure of comfort and assurance about a greater level of existence beyond this one. I saw and, more importantly I believe, felt something more. More than once. Now, this God Helmet has got me wondering whether I just turned on the light switch in the right part of my brain.
What if Moses or Muhammad just stimulated the right part of their brain? John the Baptist? Joan of Arc? Jesus? Black Elk? The list goes on and on.
Whatever is going on in our brains when we think or feel or believe anything, is complicated. I don't have time (or is it the brain) to try and understand the science any deeper than to say that I believe itty bits of goo called neurotransmitters are passed across a non-touching junction called a synapse to get information from storage to working memory. These info bits are flying together, like Zeus' lightning bolts, from all over your brain to meet up in a place where they can be Vulcanized together into a genuinely thinkable thought.
The girl in the video believed that there was a presence in the room with her. Either she or the researcher decided to call it a supernatural presence that was conjured through that spot in her brain. It could just as easily be called a hallucination caused by that motorcycle helmet on her head. And what is a vision if not a hallucination so real that it is internally believed to Be Real.
The difference is that internal thing. In my experience, it was a feeling throughout my body and soul. I think it was more than the brain.
But how would I know?
That's where the Faith comes in.
Now you're going to tell me that if you mash a different button on the God Helmet, you can turn off the Faith too.
That would be great, thanks. Could you let me know before I Tivo it?
I don't think I'm going to let the helmet bother me too much more. I'm sure that plenty of people will worry about it for me. I'm going to keep an eye out for that helmet Elmer wore when he actually Killed the Wabbit, that thing looks just as powerful and twice as fashionable.
2 comments:
cutting room floor? more like they ended up in the dead letter office.
i sure wish the good reverend Griz could see fit to "feed" his flock more regularly like.
(dons tinfoil hat)
y'all a great bunch, Denny
Allow me to apologize for Glenn's lapse in blogging. As evidenced by the extraordinary quality of his performance as Reverend Glenn at our wedding last weekend, he has no doubt been working around the clock on the text for the ceremony since his December posting. It was perfect. It left us all in awe, in tears, and inspired. Thank you, Glenn.
Love ya-
Mr and Mrs Texas Bill
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