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The Deception of Evolution

The situation in the eye is also true for the ear. That is, the brain is
insulated from sound just as it is from light. It does not let any sound
in. Therefore, no matter how noisy is the outside, the inside of the brain
is completely silent. Nevertheless, the sharpest sounds are perceived
in the brain. In your completely silent brain, you listen to symphonies,
and hear all of the noises in a crowded place. However, were the sound
level in your brain measured by a precise device at that moment, com-
plete silence would be found to be prevailing there.
As is the case with imagery, decades of effort have been spent in
trying to generate and reproduce sound that is faithful to the original.
The results of these efforts are sound recorders, high-fidelity systems,
and systems for sensing sound. Despite all of this technology and the
thousands of engineers and experts who have been working on this
endeavor, no sound has yet been obtained that has the same sharpness
and clarity as the sound perceived by the ear. Think of the highest-
quality hi-fi systems produced by the largest company in the music in-
dustry. Even in these devices, when sound is recorded some of it is lost;
or when you turn on a hi-fi you always hear a hissing sound before the
music starts. However, the sounds that are the products of the human
body's technology are extremely sharp and clear. A human ear never
perceives a sound accompanied by a hissing sound or with atmospher-
ics as does a hi-fi; rather, it perceives sound exactly as it is, sharp and
clear. This is the way it has been since the creation of man.
So far, no man-made visual or recording apparatus has been as
sensitive and successful in perceiving sensory data as are the eye and
the ear. However, as far as seeing and hearing are concerned, a far
greater truth lies beyond all this.

To Whom Does the Consciousness that Sees and
Hears within the Brain Belong?

Who watches an alluring world in the brain, listens to sym-
phonies and the twittering of birds, and smells the rose?