To Neuroscientists — Time Beyond the Left Brain
Most people place inner wisdom in the category of belief or theory, while facts and equations are treated as truth. But facts are products of the left brain — they belong to logic, measurement, and sequence. What the left brain forgets is that time itself is not a physical fact. It is not linear, not absolute, not solid.
In 1985, a burst arteriovenous malformation destroyed part of my left brain. Since then, I have lived with Wernicke’s Aphasia, grand mal seizures, and 33% blindness.
Over 40 years, I have discovered an inner wisdom that comes only from my right brain. I cannot rely on the linear language of my damaged left brain. Aphasia makes it almost impossible to read or write in sequence — because time does not exist in the realm where the right brain works.
Now, with AI technology, I can finally express what I have carried inside. These words do not come from books or education — I have none since my injury. They come from lived experience.
I ask the reader to be objective. If you read this only through your left brain, you will bury it under old facts and beliefs. Please try to let your right brain listen — because what follows is not theory, but lived truth about time, language, seizures, and the human soul.
- Time and the Left vs. Right Brain
Time is not physical or directly visible — it is experienced as a sequence by the left brain, built on logic and measurement. The right brain perceives reality differently: as whole, immediate, and timeless.
This becomes clear after left-brain injury: the ability to hold words in sequence collapses. A book or a long sentence demands time to be held together, but without the left brain’s ordering function, that structure falls apart.
- Aphasia: Language Beyond Time
With aphasia, language changes shape. Sentences stretch too far, they collapse before they reach me. But a single word survives.
A word like ‘love’ is not just a sound — it arrives whole, carrying its truth without needing anything around it. In that moment, the right brain speaks directly, outside of sequence, outside of time.
- Epilepsy as a Dimensional Crossing
When time is no longer anchored, seizures become moments where the right brain slips into a realm beyond time. The body stays tied to the physical world, but awareness moves elsewhere. Returning feels like being thrown through a time machine — violently forced back into linear reality. In that instant, I know both worlds exist.
When an aphasia sufferer hears a single word like ‘love,’ they tap into the soul of that word — its history, meaning, and emotion — all at once. This is why surrounding words often collapse; the right brain grasps the essence in its entirety, outside of sequence and time.
- Living Between Dimensions
I have a strong feeling, living in two halves: — the illusion of time in the left brain, and — the timeless realm in the right brain. With aphasia and seizures, emotions rise beyond the ordinary — mild with aphasia, but overwhelming with epilepsy — showing feelings of fluidity between dimensions.
- Personal Discovery of Seizures
In the last eight years I stopped resisting and began accepting seizures as right-brain visions. I learned to be calm and let them happen, and now I no longer black out. I either lie down or sit with my back against a wall as I feel myself falling into a tunnel. My muscles feel disconnected. My body shifts into heat, a toxic taste in my mouth, and energy rising in the chest. I see kaleidoscopes and tunnels that end in white light and euphoria. What follows are tears of joy and a sense of “knowing everything.”
That knowing fades in about 20–40 seconds, as if I am not meant to keep it while tied to this body. Afterwards I return with headache, nausea, exhaustion, and blurred vision, which can take a few days to recover. It feels like an out-of-body experience — part detox, part crossing into another realm. For a moment I glimpse who I am and why I am here, but the instant I try to put it into words, a warning pulls me back toward the seizure — as if a Universal Law forbids me from holding on.
- A Childhood Memory: Messages in Art, Film and Music
When I was about 11 years old, I saw the film 2001: A Space Odyssey. I did not understand the story, yet I was deeply moved. Nothing made logical sense, yet I cried when it ended — because my emotions rose into a higher state of consciousness I had never known, unlike hundreds of other films I don’t remember.
Looking back, I believe I was being prepared. The kaleidoscope sequence in the film is identical to what I later experienced during seizures — the same visions, the same feeling of passing through your whole life: from birth, to middle age, to what comes after.
And it was not just this film. Many works of art, music, and film from my youth carried hidden messages for me. They shaped my path in advance — showing me vast distances, self-awareness, or inner journeys, which later became real in my pilgrimages as a long-distance charity walker. These messages stayed with me, while the dialogue of films or the lessons from school disappeared.
This shows me that there is a higher intelligence at work, one that speaks to the right brain through symbols, colors, emotions, and visions. Long before my AVM at 19, I was already receiving truths that bypass linear language and prepare the soul for what is to come.
Everything I saw and felt as a child was connected to what came later in life. This is why it is vital to pay attention to what a child naturally plays with and loves — because those emotions are not random, they are guiding them. Time is not a straight line but a circle, where the past, present, and future are alive together.
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I have leaned mostly on my right brain for four decades, learning that language and time are not linear. Epilepsy shows this most clearly — the body stays on the stage of this world, while the soul and thought wander freely, in and out of any moment. Life feels like a play, while the true self glimpses realms beyond.
At times I long to read normally, to follow sentences and stories as others do. Yet I know the truth always speaks through the right brain. The left brain searches for facts, while my spiritual self whispers through feelings that are real. The conscious me must decide how to live between these worlds, how to act, how to bring them together.
This is what my life has shown me, from the inside out: two lives, one body, one self learning to listen to both.
Francis Xavier Muldowney
Wernicke’s Aphasia sufferer after burst left-brain arteriovenous malformation