१४ सप्टेंबर, २०२३

"On the night of November 10, 1619, René Descartes dreamed that he was stumbling down the street pursued by ghosts."

"His right side was weak, and a whirlwind spun him violently on his left foot; he limped past a man whom he suddenly realized he knew, then turned to speak to a different man, who told him to go see Monsieur N., who had something to give him. Descartes knew what it was: a melon. A lesser thinker might have seen in this dream a craving for cantaloupe. But, to Descartes, its vividness seemed to suggest a clear disjunction between the body and the mind: in dreams the body lies dormant while the mind runs free...."

[T]he American sleep scientist William Dement and the French neuroscientist Michel Jouvet each observed that, when cats enter REM, they lose all muscle tone. The same is true for humans—the result, Jouvet discovered, of inhibitory signals, sent by the brain to the spinal cord, that paralyze the body. 
When this paralysis fails, it results in REM behavior disorder, in which people may talk, kick, and even act out violently in their sleep. When it persists, we experience “sleep paralysis,” in which we wake up unable to move. When the system works as it should, Jouvet wrote, we enjoy “paradoxical sleep”: our brains come alive with wild visions as our bodies go motionless between the sheets.... 
... Descartes’s difficulty walking could well reflect the fact that his real-life legs are paralyzed. He leans to the left—which, by all accounts, is the side on which he is sleeping. 

४२ टिप्पण्या:

Wince म्हणाले...

This morning I woke up with a painful cramp in my calf.

Was the onset of that cramp a manifestation of my body transitioning out of its sleep paralysis?

Kay म्हणाले...

They say your dream every night but i never remember mine.

cassandra lite म्हणाले...

One of the most enlightening books I've ever read was The Chemistry of Conscious States: How the Brain Changes its Mind, by Harvard neurophysiologist J. Allan Hobson, 1994.

Here's the PW review excerpted on Amazon: "A professor of psychiatry at Harvard Medical School, Hobson sets forth a model of consciousness that posits brain and mind as an inseparable unity and, in self-help fashion, explains how to control one's 'brain-mind' states to improve health, sleep, memory and learning ability. One fascinating implication of his theory is that dreaming and psychosis have much in common. Another is that abnormal modes like schizophrenia, depression, Alzheimer's disease and dementia result when neurochemical or physiological changes lead to a failure in one or more of our faculties-perception, emotion, orientation, memory, attention, energy. Hobson splices recent advances in cognitive neuroscience with his own dream research, episodes in the lives of his patients and his personal experiences, such as temporary amnesia due to a car accident. His exciting report holds equal interest for laypeople and scientists."

Somnio ergo sum.

Lem Vibe Bandit म्हणाले...

A reoccurring dream where is nighttime in the dream/nightmare, I start to drive in reverse and I cant turn my body around as I would driving, so I become very anxious because I’m expecting to hit something or someone but I’m helpless to stop. Until the car stops and I don’t hit anything nor anybody. The dream comes repeatedly for a while and then I don’t have it again. I’ve had it on and off, same dream for decades.

DanTheMan म्हणाले...

I can remember my dreams usually but only if I do it right as I awake. A minute later they are gone...

Kate म्हणाले...

I clicked through and read the whole thing. Nothing it said equates with my dreaming experiences. The sense of whimsy is not something I share. Also, the ghoulishness of the scientist removing pieces of rat-pup brain and then connecting their twitching REM legs to musical notes will give me nightmares.

However, I noticed the gloss over the fact that a third-trimester fetus dreams. Maybe we shouldn't be dismembering them at that point.

n.n म्हणाले...

Leaky neurons.

The Crack Emcee म्हणाले...

Dreams and art are just the way your mind organizes its thoughts. If you've ever been cleaning up and decided to put something in the "wrong place" until you could get the rest of it together, then you can understand what it's doing.

BarrySanders20 म्हणाले...

The wife gets mad at me for things that happen in her dreams. She says she knows it was only a dream, but then says she's still mad and cant help it. I ask what "I" did but she wont tell me.
Sometimes I have sports dreams, mostly soccer, and I kick her. I usually wake up enough at that point to know I did it, but cant stop it before it happens.
Humans. Hard to live and sleep with.

mikee म्हणाले...

As a former sleepwalker, I agree with all this. Especially the pursuit by ghosts. Damn ghosts!

Ann Althouse म्हणाले...

"Descartes knew what it was: a melon. A lesser thinker might have seen in this dream a craving for cantaloupe."

Did Descartes have a particular type of melon he wanted? I'd like to know. My favorite part of the story is the silly goal of melon.

BarrySanders20 म्हणाले...

Dreams Interpretation of Melon Your mileage may vary based on what kind of melon. Very objective stuff this dream interpretation.

farmgirl म्हणाले...

I like the way that author writes. It’s a joy to read an article b/c a) there’s no paywall &2) b/c it’s not one-sided(or the other-sided)… it’s straightforward and well written.

&as a +1, I find the subject matter interesting as can be. Thanks for sharing. I sent it to my kids- 2w/babies and one w/in her womb- dreaming the hours away lol.

Joe Smith म्हणाले...

"Did Descartes have a particular type of melon he wanted? I'd like to know. My favorite part of the story is the silly goal of melon."

I think they cleaned up the story. He really wanted tits, as most men do.

I had the most BIZARRE dream last night coincidentally. I have weird ones normally but this was entertaining weird, with the exception of the part where I had lost my reading glasses.

I couldn't quite direct everything, but I did have agency as to where I wanted to go and who I wanted to talk to.

All in all a very fun dream.

Yancey Ward म्हणाले...

I had a weird dream last night- in the dream I had lost the ability to yawn. It disturbed me so much that when I awoke, I found I indeed could not yawn. It passed after about 20 minutes, but is bothering me still this morning as I think about it.

Yancey Ward म्हणाले...

I only remember my dreams if on waking I immediately put some thought into them. If I don't think about them for more than 30 seconds, I will forget them soon after. At one point in my life, I used to write them down- not really sure why I stopped- the dreams were often very useful in dealing with problems in my waking world. I guess probably my life simply has fewer issues I dwell on since retirement.

Kate म्हणाले...

@Lem the misspeller -- I don't have the same dream but I do dream the same made-up locations. One is a city with a freeway system, one is a shopping mall (of all places), one is a version of the NW map of America, and one is an airport, including its air space. At some point in the dream I will realize and say, "Oh, I'm here again." They're never places I particularly want to visit.

NorthOfTheOneOhOne म्हणाले...

Wince said...

This morning I woke up with a painful cramp in my calf.

Was the onset of that cramp a manifestation of my body transitioning out of its sleep paralysis?


No, it's just a cramp. I have intermittent bouts of sleep paralysis. I wake up some mornings and simply can't make my body move to get out of bed or even roll over without having to consciously will myself to do so. Once having gotten up I tend to lurch around (I'm usually headed for the toilet) for a few minutes until full motion returns. That's sleep paralysis.

MikeR म्हणाले...

As science articles go, way better than average. Actually seemed to understand the topic.

PM म्हणाले...

A.I. dreams of something it stole.

lonejustice म्हणाले...

Conversation tip: Nobody really wants to hear about your dreams.

gspencer म्हणाले...

Descartes - he who almost gave us the full calculus.

Narr म्हणाले...

Ooh! Oneiromancy! What fun.

I used to have a bouts of sleep paralysis/nightmare, which usually had my wife waking me in response to my moans. They are very rare now, but annoyingly frequent when I was working and going to school and looking after cranky old women and working.

The other recurring dream was trying--and failing, repeatedly--to enter a long phone number into an uncooperative payphone's keypad. Definitely work related.

FunkyPhD म्हणाले...

I have a recurring nightmare that through complicated circumstances, I have to move back to California. I wake up screaming.

dbp म्हणाले...

"What Are Dreams For?

Maybe dreams aren't for anything. Sleep, would seem to have an obvious purpose, a dormant, energy saving period when there's not enough light to do anything useful. Does a brain that's not thinking use up more energy than one which isn't thinking? Is the brain even capable of not thinking?

pious agnostic म्हणाले...

As a student and a young man, I often had a recurring dream, that I was driving a house. It was my parents house, and was mine before I left home, and in this dream I had to stand at a ship's wheel positioned in the center of the open-plan home, but from this position I could not see out any of the windows. So, I would have to run away from the wheel to peek outside to see if I was running anything over with the house, then run back to the wheel to steer the house to the left or the right, back and forth, back and forth.

You didn't have to be Freud to figure this out, and even my younger self recognized that my dream self was wrestling with the very big question of how to make the big decisions of my life, to "drive my house" when I couldn't see the future in front of me.

Forty years on, when I dream about my actual house, I'm just worried that the roof will leak, but that's another image with an obvious interpretation.

phantommut म्हणाले...

Years ago I flew internationally at least two weeks a month. Lots of red eye flights. Early on they were particularly awful because as I was going to sleep my brain would stop processing sound, and I was awake enough to process that as the engines shutting down. Boom! Wide awake! It took a lot of trips to get over that instinct.

Candide म्हणाले...

Sometimes a Melon is just a melon…

DanTheMan म्हणाले...

>>My favorite part of the story is the silly goal of melon.

Maybe he was dyslexic, and really wanted a lemon?

Two-eyed Jack म्हणाले...

There is a putative proverb "A woman for duty, A boy for pleasure, but a melon for ecstasy," variously described as Turkish, Persian or Apocryphal. Perhaps it is Cartesian.

Anna Keppa म्हणाले...

My common dream: I'm walking around a big city crowded with people, seeing the sights.

When I decide to go back to my hotel I realize I don't remember its name or the way back to it.

I've also left my cellphone and wallet behind in my hotel room.

Narr म्हणाले...

Two-eyed Jack cites "A woman for duty, a boy for pleasure, but a melon for ecstasy."

Of course, melons ripened much earlier back then.

charis म्हणाले...

I smile when my dog is sleeping on the couch and it's obvious she is dreaming. We say she is chasing squirrels. Now I'll have to put paper and pen on the night table to write down dreams when I wake.

Descartes and melons. How interesting!

Narr म्हणाले...

I took a nap this afternoon and dreamed that I had a nice dinner and a long conversation with Rene Descartes, and that he led me out. I remember how he stood in the doorway to check the weather before sending his guest out for the long walk home.

Descartes before dehors.

MadTownGuy म्हणाले...

Wince said...

"This morning I woke up with a painful cramp in my calf.

Was the onset of that cramp a manifestation of my body transitioning out of its sleep paralysis?
"

I've had a few dreams where I'm walking or going up or down stairs and it's a sure sign that a cramp is coming. I sometimes recognize it, even in dream state, and reflexively straighten my leg.

MayBee म्हणाले...

I have the wildest dreams! They are usually quite vivid. Sometimes in the dream, I realize I am dreaming and so I'll try to kind of waste time in my dream until I wake up. Like, I'll be at the Emmy awards doing costuming, and I don't know what I'm doing and I'll realize it's a dream, so I'll just go through the wardrobe really slowly so I'll wake up before someone else realizes I don't know how to costume people.

I still remember some of the dreams I had when I was a kid.

Oligonicella म्हणाले...

As I write, I keep little tabs and such about thoughts or snippets to liven up the stories.

I have a small pocket digital recorder next to my bed. If I think I've had a dream I want to remember (or portions) I turn it on and free-stream into it.

The content that I get that is above stupid is around 20%.

I got the recorder because one night I awoke with an absolutely brilliant piece of exposition, went to my computer and typed it all out and returned to bed. Conversational exchange, quotes, the works.

The next morning I awoke not remembering any details and when I went to the computer I discovered I'd had my hands somewhere other than F & J and could not decipher it for the life of me.

But it was brilliant, I tells ya.

Oligonicella म्हणाले...

DanTheMan said...

"Maybe he was dyslexic, and really wanted a lemon?"

Dream dyslexia. Interesting concept.

DanTheMan म्हणाले...

>>When I decide to go back to my hotel I realize I don't remember its name or the way back to it.

I can't be the only one who rented a car at the airport, went to my hotel, and woke up the next morning with no memory at all of the car.
Before remote control fobs, figuring it out was not easy...

Rusty म्हणाले...

Wasn't he the original inventor of the calculator?

Eva Marie म्हणाले...

Descartes was sitting in a cafe, drinking a cup of coffee. The waitress came by and asked, “would you like me to fill your cup?”
Descartes replied, “I think not.” and disappeared.

Rusty म्हणाले...

Excuse me. It was Pascal. In the 1640s I think.