How To Build A Brain

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Article clipped from The Philadelphia Inquirer. Sun, 9 Jul 1989. Page 503.

Brief overview: interview with Jim Christy ‘Spaz’, and Jonas Stiklorius ‘Jonas’, classroom extras in Dead Poets Society.

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Article clipped from The Philadelphia Inquirer

Clipping found in The Philadelphia Inquirer published in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania on 7/9/1989.

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Your brain is a network of billions of neurones, all somehow connected to each other. At this very second, millions of impulses are being transmitted through these connections carrying information about what you can see and hear, as well as your emotional state. It’s an incredibly complex system but sometimes things go wrong. Despite extensive research, we are still not certain on the biology that underlies mental illnesses- including depression. However, we have come pretty far in developing effective treatments. 

Falling in Love!!

Hello, brain people!

Love!! What on earth happens to your brain as you fall in love? There are three stages that we all go through as we fall in love with that special somebody: Lust, Attraction, Attachment

During Lust, sex hormones are released - this being oestrogen and testosterone in women and men respectively.

Throughout Attraction, you feel all wonderful and love-stricken! You can’t think of anything other than that special somebody. There are three main neurotransmitters that are involved in this stage, with each type acting within a specific pathway in the brain. These neurotransmitters are: Adrenaline (Epinephrine), Dopamine, and Serotonin.

Epinephrine is released during your body’s “stress response”, making your blood levels of adrenaline and cortisol increase. This means that even meeting with that somebody can make your heart race, as you also start to sweat. How lovely!

Dopamine is closely related to our brain’s “appetite system”, the system that is active whilst we are craving something. Dopamine stimulates “desire and reward”, and does this by triggering a rush of pleasure! This has a very similar affect to cocaine on the brain! Love is a drug!

Serotonin is an anti-depressant, and may also explain why, when falling in love, your love stays on your mind.

Finally, we have attachment! This is the tight bond that keeps couples together long enough for them to raise children. Yet again, we have chemicals to thank for this! These are: oxytocin and vasopressin.

Oxytocin, the cuddle hormone :), is a very powerful hormone released by men and women during orgasm, and is said to deepen the feelings of attachment between the couple, making them feel much closer to each other. As the theory goes, the more sex that the couple has, the deeper the connection they feel for one another. Sounds good to me! :) 

Vasopressin is an anti-diuretic hormone that works with your kidneys to control thirst. Although little is known about the affects of this hormone, when male prairie voles were given a drug that suppresses the effect of vasopressin, the bond with their partner fell apart immediately, as he then would fail to protect his partner.

So go out there! Bump into a complete stranger, tell them about yourself, and fall in love! :)

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Robert Sean Leonard and his character, Neil Perry.

Song: We Hug Now - Sydney Rose

Robert living the life of Neil's dream, the life he never had 🍂

“Do you blame Shakespeare for any of it?” The question is so unlikely, so nonsensical coming from such a sensible man, that I can’t suppress a smile. “I blame him for all of it.” ― M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains (2017)

Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones I did not. ― Donna Tartt, The Secret History (1992)

I don’t think people understand just how impressive carlos’ performances have been lately. for the first time in four years, he’s working with a different engine, one he said he’ll take at least half a season just to adjust to. despite that, he put in the fastest lap in pre-season testing, in p2 in fp1 and a p11 on mediums in fp2. mind you, he’s had about a 100 laps of practise in the car. sure, at end of the day these things might not amount to anything in actual races, where it matters, but to produce a decent lap in a position like his would be a feat in itself, let alone laps like that. he’s said multiple times to not expect big things season, that the goal is to get better than where the team was last season, and I think the team is already well on their way there, in no small part thanks to carlos.

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Hey guys, I finally finished my Anderperry fic where Neil goes to military and medical school while Todd becomes a semi-famous poet, and they don’t run into each other until years later!! I fear I was subconsciously writing for this to be the saddest Anderperry fic ever; maybe give it a read and tell me how I did on achieving that :)

Here’s the summary if you’re interested:

“I’ve read your poetry, you know,” Neil admits casually after a few beats of silence, as if he’s discussing the weather and not revealing earth-shattering information, while his eyes remain trained on the football game playing on the TV in the corner of the bar.

Did he know? Could he see right through all of Todd’s poetry, see all of the desperate clinging onto his glory days which were limited to five brief months because of his disappearance? Todd almost wants to lunge at him, wants to throttle this boy-turned-man for getting to know all of the agonies which traced his mind while he was stuck in this dingy bar still not even being able to tell if a smirk or frown was pulling at Neil’s lips.

Of course he doesn’t lunge, – when has Todd lunged for anything in his life? – just struggles to not choke on his spit while he rasps out a simple “yeah?” as if it’s a full question. This will be the death of him, he’s decided.

Or in which it’s 1981, New York Times bestselling poet Todd Anderson has run out of words to say, and he just so happens to run into the only boy who always knew how to speak up for him.