Word: inner
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...entire civilization be unconscious? Jaynes' answer: much the same way that sleepwalkers and hypnotized people function without awareness. According to Jaynes, humans began to develop language around 100,000 B.C., but lived with virtually no inner life until about 10,000 B.C. Like rats in a maze, humans could solve problems, and had crude abilities to think and remember. But there was no introspection, no independent will, no ability to imagine or ponder the past and future...
Jaynes thinks that man developed the inner voices to solve problems. Without consciousness, he was guided mostly by habit. Thus new situations produced stress, which resulted in unconscious decisions in the form of inner, audible commands. These voices-a side effect of language and a primitive form of will-enabled man to keep at his tasks longer. Man's brain gradually evolved to accommodate the voices. He became "bicameral": the left side of the brain was for speech,* and the right hemisphere produced the inner commands. Eventually, the voices were attributed to kings and gods, thus becoming remarkable instruments...
...general effect is that of a series of soft-cornered 3-D mazes that you could explore infinitely. Full Orchestration is still another example of Thompson's incredibly intricate composition. It reminds one of a magnified living cell with segments of the outer wall cut away to show the inner workings, in all their complex relationships...
...weeks out of three, and parted from Daily News Columnist Pete Hamill, 41, the man in her life for the past five years. While at home she stays trim with a regimen of exercise and yoga and a low-sugar diet. On the road her style is more inner-city Holiday Inn than posh hotel. "They're like motels without cars-you can go down the hall and get a bucket of ice," she figures. "It's also fun to run into all those salesmen I used to know when I first got into the business...
...most noticeable thing about this album is that there are only a few really noticeable songs on it. Most of the cuts are assured and polished, but there's some inner conviction missing--which seems odd given Santana's personal faith. It seems ironic that, in the process of finding himself as an individual, Santana has mislaid some of the Santana-as-artist. For the moment it seems that he's forgotten the Mardi-Gras spirit that used to sweep his listeners along in the manner of a Carnival parade...