The brain itself does not know anything and does not think about anything itself, such conclusions I draw on the basis of many personal factors studying the work of my brain and my abilities.
I make the assumption that our brain is a complex biocomputer. Even a complex human receiving device is possible. Thanks to my ability of unconscious clairvoyance, I conclude that our whole life is predetermined and programmed as a script.
But, the question arises who exactly by means of a dream, or rather under the guise of a dream, looks into the plot of the future scenario? This is a very important question who?
Why am I asking this question. Because I sleep at night and my consciousness of "reality" is turned off. I have no control over what to see and what to see. But, someone, well, not me for sure, I’m asleep, water like a dream enters the plot of the future.
Here's a simple example of the last two dreams that came true that I had. They both touched my friends. In the first case, I saw one of my friends in the car with handcuffs on him. Second, I saw that my friend would crash the car, crashing into the roof of the garages.
Both dreams are more like some kind of delusion than reality. But, this nonsense happened. Now there is no point in discussing why these dreams are delirium, more important is the question of who and for what reason decided to show me by means of a dream that unpleasant things will happen to my friends.
I am asleep, this state of a person can hardly be called conscious. I could not myself, and there is no reason for me to see those moments of the scenario of the life of my friends, where they will have trouble.
The brain could not do it on its own either. Let me explain why. Because I have more than once dreamed where I heard specific phrases from the lips of people who one to one heard later in reality.
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Our brain is a translator of a ready-made script. Everything we say and think is a script that is either already in our brain or broadcast by our brain. Therefore, he himself could not do this.
The question then is who did it? Soul? Perhaps, if we admit that it is. Then the question is, why does she need it? Why would she show me, by means of a dream, the troubles that await my friends?
Everything is strangely arranged somehow. It turns out that she takes an active part in my life, but I myself do not have, like my friends, any freedom of will and choice.
So I assure you, our brain on its own, or on our initiative, does not think anything and does not know anything. All this comes from outside. Every day I engage in internal dialogue and laugh at myself, because I understand that this dialogue is just like a dialogue with you, just a script.
Author: Alexander Shurlov
