Yeah. I can still see my first lover. She was 100% hot. She changed my AC to DC! It was totally dark in that field where we parked her 64' Pontiac with the 2 speed automatic. Today, there is now a house built on that spot. Can't tell whatever happened to the young lady. She moved away, probably embarrased about being with me!
The same light people see when dying, and the same light when you close your eyes in the waking state, and you see this light minimized - coming and going with your heartrate.
Ok so the light comes from electricity at night and sunlight during the day. Very good!
This post was edited by Kittigate at January 12, 2020 3:43 PM MST
...the light of the universe of your Soul Verse and you were thinking that it wasn't everywhere? ;) The Source is that which has always been. That which is the Generator, Operator and Destroyer.
Your brain is perfectly capable of creating the illusion of a visual field without needing actual light impinging upon your retina.
In fact, your brain does this almost constantly and you never notice. Each time you blink, or when your eyes move, you are effectively blind. But your brain continues to construct the visual field you experience based upon the last visual input it received.
So, when you're asleep and your eyes are completely closed, the optical processing cortices in the occipital lobes simply take the input information from reconstructed memories and generate a visual experience for your consciousness to process.
There is even a condition (Anton-Babinski syndrome) where a person can be actually physically blind, yet their visual processing cortices continue to generate the subjective experience of a visual field, so they are completely unaware they are blind.
I have noticed a strange but probably related effect in absolute darkness (in a cave). It is one hard to describe sensibly, but I will try!
Once my eyes and brain have registered the total lack of light, with my lamp switched off, I have found that holding my hand up in front of my face produces a very odd "image" of the hand in that location, as a sort of darkness even more intense than reality.
I wonder if my brain is acting very slightly as it would in that Anton-Babinski Syndrome.
This complete darkness is so un-natural to us that many would soon turn their lamps back on. I do too, but also find an odd relief by closing my eyes, so my mind probably decides "Oh, OK. No optical signals because he's shut his eyes!"
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Regarding dreams, sometime I awake aware that the dream scene was in a rather strange, very subdued light, as if in an old sepia-tinted photograph. Yet others' images are in their appropriate light-level, even sunlight.
It's led me to speculate that when this subdued-light dreaming occurs, my eyes are open but the normal sight-processing is "off" for the night, leaving my imagination to plant its scene in the very low but real ambient light. (My room is not closely over-looked and has no curtains, so is rarely in very deep darkness.)
Some evidence for this has been the thankfully-rare occasion I have woken from a nightmare based on mentally metamorphosing a real object in the room into something frightening: an effect that might explain some "ghost sightings". The metamorphosis continues for a brief moment during waking, so it's not an altered memory of the object but a misinterpretation of real sighting.
I am speculating here, but I've read that the dark-adapted human eye can detect the energy of a single photon. I wonder if a tiny percentage of the EM radiation from your hand (mostly in the infrared band) spikes up into the visual light bandwidth, so you actually can "see" your hand in total darkness, if only very very faintly.
With respect to your sepia-toned dream lighting, it seems plausible to me that your dreaming brain is processing the faint amount of light which penetrates your closed eyelids and incorporates that into your dreaming experience. I've had many dreams where auditory information (e.g. my clock-radio turning on and playing the local news station) has been incorporated into them and influenced my experience.
I think the oddest type of dream I have had was not imagining activities in a scene, but "hearing" music without picturing the source, as if from somewhere outside my room. I recall only two instances though.
I remember the first better even though it happened in my teens... half a century ago. I came awake thinking my parents who were in bed by then, had forgotten to turn off the radio downstairs, because I had clearly "heard" a soprano singing an operatic aria. Yet at the time I knew almost nothing about opera, did not understand it, and did not even like it.
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