A Musing

Would being kept in a darkened room really inhibit stimuli to the brain?

Would not that fine organ run wild with panic and fierce imaginings if kept enclosed in black silence for ten minutes or so?

A finer way to limit cognition would surely be to sit a patient on a bus through town, which would guarantee the certainty of mind-numbness. Such a humming, humid atmosphere has a deadening effect, as do the vacant stares of those empty vessels, clinging hard to their dreams as they drift through this plane, stunted and shunted aside. The everlasting crawl through the city's choked arteries, riddled with car cholesterol, kills desire and vanquishes all inspiration. The grey skies and hanging mists suck the light from all lives. Those tragic adverts on the side of the street with all the penetration of a eunuch go unnocticed as the frozen grey matters slip by, unmoved.

That should be the baseline, they don't come deader than that.