The human brain is an electrochemical organ which generates five different types of brainwaves (oscillating electrical voltages). The wave orders from the highest frequency to the lowest frequency are gamma, beta, alpha, theta, and delta. Each of them can affect our emotions, our intelligence, our memory, and maybe of most importance: our ability to displace ourselves, in ordinary terms, to dream.
The weather in the Midwest in autumn is quite a new experience for a person who comes from California. Cold air can sharpen the senses and nerves and can increase the speed of blood pumping to the brain.
Just such a person walks into an admission’s office and looks for a face to connect with.
“Dr. Ku? I have been expecting you,” a sweet voice comes from the back.
“Are you the one I talked with on the phone?” Dr. Ku asked. She nodded.
Soon after, their interview began. “I specialize in biofeedback and translational neurosurgery,” Dr. Ku said. “Have you read my resume? I can teach in the fields that relate to computer science and biology.” He seems a bit nervous. Perhaps this is the first time he talks to a beautiful young lady.
“Don’t be too nervous. Can you use the first person point of view? Otherwise it will be hard for us to understand.” The lady smiles so elegantly. “Tell me more.” Dr. Ku surprised she had such developed instincts.
What kind of person am I? Being innately deaf in the right ear, I am glad that I have a good left ear. Because of the healthy left ear, my right ear doesn’t create any learning disabilities. I always compare myself to people who are also deaf in one ear. Thomas Edison is a person who was in the same boat as I am. Ludwig van Beethoven was deaf as an adder and still composed such great music. I believe God wants me to help people who have disabilities. That’s why I began the work I do now.
My first year of teaching biotechnology was at a small private university. Students were very friendly and respectful to their professor there. Sometimes we discussed topics that were more philosophical and creative. For example, I had them create a biological man or woman by giving them physical and mental traits that they thought would be perfect for a human being. Most of my students have high IQs, but had unbelievably low EQs. I don’t really care. I know IQs and EQs even RQs and SQs all somehow depend on the brainwaves we generate.
I was put in charge of two research projects. One from EEG Spectrum Institute and Brain Corporation; their goal is to develop a biochip that can transmit the frequency of the brainwave through the air and a brain-wave machine that can receive the wave. Another project is from Biocybernaut Institute; their aim is to detect and measure tiny electrical signals that neurons produce in different experimental animals and translate back to sounds and images on a machine.
My laboratory literally occupies every part of my life. My kitchen is used to feed the insects and mice, and it is also the place for dissections. My bathroom has about fifteen different sea creatures swimming happily inside the children’s bathtub. Sometimes I play with them when I take my bath. My computer room is covered in different kinds of testing machines, chips and research papers.
One day, I fixed on my experimental visual helmet Beta 2 (which basically looks like a sunglass). The left eye displays the strength for the different brainwave states; the right eye displays the picture and generates the sound. About an hour into wearing it, I heard a strange voice coming from the kitchen. I knew quickly what it was, and I was amazed. A cockroach was singing the love song I wrote for the young lady in the administration office. From the brainwave data, I could see an indescribably high frequency for all of the five states that exist and intermingle at the same time. My intuition told me that cockroach was the grail, the Holy Grail. I started talking to it; not from my mouth but through my eager mind. He heard me too! I was like a small child listening to the stories from an old, witty guy. We talked to each other from 3:00pm until 3:00am. I invited him to sleep next to me. He told me the story of a man whose curiosity killed him. The last sentence I heard was “Now, you can’t use the first person point of view anymore.”
The weather in mid autumn in the Midwest was the last experience the man had. The young administrator discovered the body of the biotech professor lying on his bed, wearing a strange sunglass, and bleeding from both his ears. There was no witness to the tragedy. The doctor at the local hospital discovered no brain in the man’s head. It reminded him of a Chinese idiom saying, “Climbs higher; falls heavier.”
[ 本帖最後由 whku 於 2006-3-17 08:30 PM 編輯 ] |
