I really don't have too much to add other than that I found Leher's Proust Was A Neuroscientist to be exactly what I needed after having spent far too long turning my brain into soup with atheist, psych and philosophy books. I suggest that anyone even mildly intrigued by the stuff brought up in the OP get their hands on a copy.
Science is a useful enough means for making sense of what can sensibly reduced to scientific terms but sadly much of life (or reality as also entailing what existence feels like, qualia, etc.) can not be so easily reduced. I've come to find it rather ironic how much faith is required in seeing science as a means to the end of Ultimate Understanding of our Purpose when so far, in the history of our species it hasn't offered a single drop of relief from this or any of those other major problems.
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