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 “In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.

I have no mind’s eye: let me try to describe it for you: With aphantasia, my mind’s eye sees only darkness, not images. It’s like missing a sense, and only imagination can compensate

Aphantasia: Why I cannot picture my children in my mind: Most people can picture images in their heads - the look of an apple, the appearance of their kitchen or the smile of their best friend - but not everyone can.

Living with hyperphantasia: ‘I remember the clothes people wore the day we met, the things they said word-for-word’ It’s hard to know what people can see in their own mind’s eye. But for Maddie Thomas there was no doubt: she had especially vivid mental imagery

A Brief 200-Year History of Synesthesia: Richard Cytowic, a pioneering researcher who returned synesthesia to mainstream science, traces the historical evolution of our understanding of the phenomenon.

Speaking of Psychology: What is it like to be face blind? With Joe DeGutis, PhD, and Sadie Dingfelder

Why Did We Think We Dreamed in Black and White?: In the 1950's, dream researchers commonly thought that dreams were predominantly a black and white phenomenon, although both earlier and later treatments of dreaming presume or assert that dreams have color. The first half of the twentieth century saw the rise of black and white film media, and it is likely that the emergence of the view that dreams are black and white was connected with this change in media technology. If our opinions about basic features of our dreams can change with changes in technology, it seems to follow that our knowledge of the phenomenology of our own dreams is much less secure than we might at first have thought it to be.


The weird way language affects our sense of time and space: The languages we speak can have a surprising impact on the way we think about the world and even how we move through it.

One cupful of cold boiled rice beaten light with one cupful of milk. Add one tablespoonful of melted butter, half a teaspoonful of soda dissolved in a little of the milk, two eggs well beaten, and enough flour, sifted in with one teaspoonful of cream tartar, to make a thin batter. Beat thoroughly and bake in well-greased waffle-irons. Cream tartar and spices are practically certain to be pure when bought of a druggist instead of a grocer. (Not knocking the groceryman.)

From The Myrtle Reed Cook Book by Myrtle Reed (1916 New York)

From: wikipedia: Myrtle Reed (1874 – 1911) was an American author, poet, journalist, and philanthropist. She wrote a number of bestsellers, including Lavender and Old Lace, Threads of Gray and Gold, A Weaver of Dreams and even published a series of cookbooks under the pseudonym Olive Green.