To Wade Within the Mind

What is the medium of the mind? I mean–within the brain. Yes there’s a thick gel of neurotransmitters and associated chemicals; there’s electricity sparking between neurons. But why does it feel, for example, when I go from daydreaming to checking out the present moment, that I’m moving from one consistency of mental medium to another? One state has a palpable background that feels less solid than the other, or more permeable. It feels as if there is another medium besides brainmatter. Is it the coursing of transmissions between brain cells I sense, as a man who’s wading in a creek feels the currents– some faster, some slower?

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