Cerebrum Quotes

“The human mind is itself a miraculous machine. I am writing right now, but I have no idea how this is happening. I know that my brain is composed of a cerebrum, a cerebellum, and a medulla oblongata, but these are just words. I know that electrical impulses are involved somehow, but that is about the extent of my understanding of the mechanics. And while I at least have an intuition as to how an airplane works, I really have none with respect to my brain. Frankly, lots of what appears on my computer screen is as much a surprise to me as it is to you. I certainly never expected over my oatmeal and English muffin this morning to be writing about Bernoulli's principle today. For that matter, I have no idea why I like English muffins. But I do.”
― Evan Mandery, Q

“Life-power rises by penetrating the body in the seventh plane, gets the layer of the cerebrum removed, and the ocean of Bliss of God is seen. It is called seeing the ocean of Satchidananda – the all Blissful aspect of God." - Sri Jibankrishna”
― Dr Dipak Kumar Pramanik

“Love it when a compelling new character kicks open your mental door, tracks mud across your brain, and props their feet up on your cerebrum.”
― Don Roff

“Do you know what is God? – Life power undergoing various changes in the process of yoga as depicted, gets up in the Cerebrum – This is God.”
― Sri Jibankrishna or Diamond

“Mind is another form of life-force and its upward course to the cerebrum it appears like an electric current in the body. The mind is covered with dirt. The dirt is removed. The mind has taken an upward course. After various transformations, it takes the form of Atma in the seventh plane.”
― Sri Jibankrishna or Diamond

“Her mother’s voice – which came as a whisper in her ear – seemed so solid, so clear in Milly’s mind, that it was like insects preserved perfectly in amber. The warmth of her mother’s breath, the whiff of the peppermints she sucked, and the light tickle of her hair – all perfectly encapsulated in her cerebrum.

And so as the girl blossomed into a teenager, she had by now learnt to live with this condition, and soon came to appreciate the specialness of it. Even dead, her mother would always be there. With her.”
― J.Y. Sam, The Ingenious and the Colour of Life