With a wine dark bruise under one eye, sight is lost in
both eyes, even though only one side of the occipital lobe is
damaged. Lesions in the occipital lobe can cause domed
temples and vast cathedrals, baited with glories of polychrome
and marble to trap them. But when the gods come uninvited of
their own volition, or send their messengers, or drop their flame-script
cards of visit from the skies, it is not often these gilded temples
or the proud of the earth they seek, but rather some road-weary
family asleep in a wayside stable, some illiterate peasant girl
dreaming in an orchard as she tends her particularly
interesting side effects. One of the strangest is the
man who stopped me today looked like he was going
to ask me for spare change; instead, he asked—
it normal to talk to yourself?"
"You mean, out loud, like you're talking to
someone who isn't there?"
"No, I don't talk out loud, just to myself. It's strange. "I mean, who am I talking to?"
With this he began
to walk away; then turned and said, "You got any spare change?"