Blogging late at night and having to type in two distorted words or numerals to post a comment, does that really prove I’m not a robot?
The burgeoning brain research from imaging indicating our intelligence is fluid and demonstrating surprising neural plasticity — awakens possibilities. However, it also pushes me up against
difficulties. The robotic part of me that is nowise creative. What does the average mind do to change? While my intelligence may not be fixed, I certainly don’t seem free to choose who I’m going to be tomorrow or how I’m going to react to the events around me.
My brain has body maps for each movement (not Brain Mapping, U.S. government quest) which Ramachandran and William Hirstein (Center for Brain and Cognition) dramatically proved through their work for patients with phantom limb pain. Muscle memory as we dancers call it. And then there are mirror neurons, the science term for what literary people call empathy. I have a stock of them.
I want to know how, at any given moment, I can step out of the galaxy web of maps and mazes of electrical current and actually write two original words? It isn’t the typing of two words for site security. It brings up the difficulty of saying anything genuinely original, that’s worth reading.
Squint harder at the four numerals and the blotchy stretched lettering…prove you’re not a robot.