Chapter 23

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​⁠There are moments when the human brain refuses to receive communication from its peripheries, and the rapidity of thought becomes so slow that it can be measured by minutes. The stage of consciousness on which life's drama is solitarily played for every human being is too circumscribed to expand all at once for the reception of a strange and unexpected image. Such moments follow in, the wake of a