The thalamus is similar to a doctor that diagnoses, or identifies, a patient's disease or sickness. It diagnoses different sensory information that is being transmitted to the brain including auditory (relating to hearing or sound), visual, tactile (relating to touch), and gustatory (relating to taste) signals. After that, it directs the sensory information to the different parts and lobes of the cortex. If this part of the brain is damaged, all sensory information would not be processed and sensory confusion would result.
"Flattening yir Thalamus, results in our contrived suffering, then?" 💩🥇🦖😢
This is bloody obvious. ^That^ is from known medical info. I borrowed this from www.thebrainmadesimple.com,
Thankyou
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Why said a guy.
Are they eating ma " life pie"?,
To say "gies more"
Of yir..
Bloody buddy bore,
Hiding the truth that's plain,
While counting onIONs too,
For that main,
Eyes strained, to see them eat their own poo,
but
Challenges,
This COBer, just had to, adore.
We are the same,
Playing the Collapsed Occipital Bone, game,
To conquer it,
Wae a fookin' tonka kit 🚛,
Is Gonnae throw, loads of twitty shit! 💩🚜💩
To be a lone pilgrim,
Bidden for the main game,
"Never throw shit, Oan a windy day,"
Cause you'll end up just the same.
Being a snowball is hard,
But Its made me a kid on bard,
There may even be profiteroles, at the end,
But none, for any thieving arseholes that have driven me round the bend!
@KeithCa41469726
"Flattening yir Thalamus, results in our contrived suffering, then?" 💩🥇🦖😢
This is bloody obvious. ^That^ is from known medical info. I borrowed this from www.thebrainmadesimple.com,
Thankyou
=======
Why said a guy.
Are they eating ma " life pie"?,
To say "gies more"
Of yir..
Bloody buddy bore,
Hiding the truth that's plain,
While counting onIONs too,
For that main,
Eyes strained, to see them eat their own poo,
but
Challenges,
This COBer, just had to, adore.
We are the same,
Playing the Collapsed Occipital Bone, game,
To conquer it,
Wae a fookin' tonka kit 🚛,
Is Gonnae throw, loads of twitty shit! 💩🚜💩
To be a lone pilgrim,
Bidden for the main game,
"Never throw shit, Oan a windy day,"
Cause you'll end up just the same.
Being a snowball is hard,
But Its made me a kid on bard,
There may even be profiteroles, at the end,
But none, for any thieving arseholes that have driven me round the bend!
@KeithCa41469726
Yir puir brill, wen r u cumin on my podcast. marie@truthbetold.ca is your son still calling you pedantic.
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