ABSTRACT
IT is quite evident that impulses which course through nerve paths in the brain, travel on different days, and on different hours of the same day, with varying degrees of facility. We all experience times when our thoughts scintillate as it were, with the vividness of sunbeams dancing on waves—when we realize we are at our best. We all experience other times when, use our volition as we will, we are stupid and thick-headed; and we know it.
