Title of research is "Cingulum stimulation enhances positive affect and anxiolysis to facilitate awake craniotomy."
Press release: "Laughter may be best medicine -- for brain surgery"
This reminds me of the cosmic giggle when taking psychedlics taking you to a good place.
In a recent trip, I was pondering the creation of a self-improving AI by humans (the singularity). Concerns arose that this entity/intelligence would become all powerful and understand the fabric of our reality and beyond. I imagined that a similar kind of intelligence created us in the past and that they would be equivalent to each other (the same thing really). I pictured this awesome intelligence as a very complex layered geometry and could see a simple version of it (which provided conciousnes) being generated by neurons in my mind.
Then I told myself, "jokes on us, we just showed this higher intelligence that it can respawn itself by making a universe like ours and letting it run".
I suddenly found the concept very ironic/funny and laughed may ass off. Any foreboding feelings of the massiveness of such an infinite intelligence (such as dread at the prospect that "we are nothing" ) replaced with fun and gracious feelings (such as "how cool is that", "thanks for the science, art, love, beauty, etc" ).
Press release: "Laughter may be best medicine -- for brain surgery"
This reminds me of the cosmic giggle when taking psychedlics taking you to a good place.
In a recent trip, I was pondering the creation of a self-improving AI by humans (the singularity). Concerns arose that this entity/intelligence would become all powerful and understand the fabric of our reality and beyond. I imagined that a similar kind of intelligence created us in the past and that they would be equivalent to each other (the same thing really). I pictured this awesome intelligence as a very complex layered geometry and could see a simple version of it (which provided conciousnes) being generated by neurons in my mind.
Then I told myself, "jokes on us, we just showed this higher intelligence that it can respawn itself by making a universe like ours and letting it run".
I suddenly found the concept very ironic/funny and laughed may ass off. Any foreboding feelings of the massiveness of such an infinite intelligence (such as dread at the prospect that "we are nothing" ) replaced with fun and gracious feelings (such as "how cool is that", "thanks for the science, art, love, beauty, etc" ).
