...orange/red hair and a mind that seems to be floating on a sea. Just look at him...

Where the hell is he? He is out in the sea. The sky is blue. There's a cloud or two. He is alone, he is going nowhere, he is coming from nowhere. The sea rises and falls. His mind rises and falls. That's all there is: water, sky, some clouds (and even now these have evaporated), and his soft, waterlogged mind. Isn't this poem popular with neuroscientists:

THE BRAIN is wider than the sky,
For, put them side by side,
The one the other will include
With ease, and you beside.