The Sanctity of Neuroscience

The horizon shatters.

Ever so slightly at first, the night breaking into a thousand pieces of fractured heaven, flung outward and high across a blanket of green, the velvet glow melted by the shining morning star.

Life gleams.

With the dreary shell of human existence now broken, you see the green of the plains yawning wide, the conifers stirring and opening their…