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perceive all sounds within a wide frequency, from the rustling of leaves to
          the roar of a jet plane. However, were a sensitive device to measure the
          sound level in your brain, it would show complete silence prevailing there.
             Our perception of odour forms in a similar way. Volatile molecules,
          emitted by vanilla extract or a rose, reach receptors in the delicate hairs in

          the olfactory epithelium and become involved in an interaction that is
          transmitted to the brain as electrical signals and perceived as smell.
          Everything that you smell, be it pleasant or repugnant, is only your brain's
          perception of the interactions of volatile molecules transformed into elec-
          trical signals. The scent of a perfume, a flower, any delicious food, the sea,
          or other odours you like or dislike, you perceive entirely in your brain. The
          molecules themselves never reach there. Just as with sound and vision,
          what reaches your sensory centres is simply an assortment of electrical sig-
          nals. In other words, all the sensations that, since you were born, you've
          assumed to belong to external objects are just electrical signals interpreted
          through your sense organs.
             Similarly, at the front of your tongue, there are four different types of
          chemical receptors that create the tastes of salty, sweet, sour, and bitter.
          After a series of chemical processes, your taste receptors transform these
          perceptions into electrical signals and transmit them to the brain, which
          perceives these signals as flavours. The taste you get when you eat choco-
                                                           All we see in our lives is
                                                           formed in a part of our
                                                           brain called the "vision
                                                           centre" which lies at the
                                                           back of our brain, and
                                                           which occupies only a
                                                           few cubic centimetres.
                                                           Both the book you are
                                                           now reading and the
                                                           boundless landscape
                                                           you see when you gaze
                                                           at the horizon fit into
                                                           this tiny space.
                                                           Therefore, we see
                                                           objects not in their
                                                           actual sizes existing
                                                           outside, but in the sizes
                                                           perceived by our brain.




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