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The significance of Ψ and ∞

To make it easy to follow what I mean, here are some artistically scientific visual descriptions of the symbols. Please note that the symbols are just that, symbols.

 

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This (above) is what I mean by Ψ

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This (above) is what I mean by

Prologue:

As far back as my mind can retrace its reverse chronological phases, I remember being restless in trying to resolve the paradox of my own existence. I have followed religions, philosophies, stories, myths, cults and cultures. Nowhere did I find any solace. On one hand I had to work for the sustenance of my own existence without even knowing what or why it is and on the other hand I had this depressing feeling of not knowing something that I am so keenly attached to. Thus I have spent, almost all of my life, so far, trying to understand who, what and why I am. I do not have all the answers. Yet, I have not been biased for any emotional gratification that ignores the scientific Truth. I have not taken the side I was born into, neither have I taken any other side.

Then I stumbled upon something impressive; Physics, which (as per its Greek origin) means: The Knowledge of Nature. I got used to Physics from a time very early in my school days. I used to be fascinated by the unfailing ways of predictions shown by it. I was getting increasingly amazed by Physics mainly because of its power of prediction, albeit, its domain was limited to Intelligence.

My problem was not my intelligence. It was my emotions. The most traumatic thing was, not even I was able to understand and predict my emotional response to my surroundings. I did ask my teachers, spiritual leaders and so called Gurus, even some professors I personally knew. I used to: read a lot, watch a lot and learn a lot. Everywhere I heard the echo of one sentiment:

SCIENCE CANNOT DESCRIBE EMOTIONS, HENCE IT CANNOT GUIDE MORAL STANDARDS.

I accepted that echo and went into depression because except Science, I could not trust anything else. Not even God; The God who I used to believe.

The Story:

NATURE vs nature:

As they say: “ Every cloud has a silver lining.”, at the peak of my depression, I found my missing piece. The Mind.

It is during my own study of Psychology, I realized what I was missing. I never considered the effect of Nature on my mind or the effect of my own mental fluctuations on the way I used to feel Nature.

Ever heard the statement or anything similar to: “Sometimes all you need to change is your very own perspective.”? I have encountered it very often and have now understood what it means.

I don’t think it is correct to say that Science cannot serve as a guide to moral or emotional standards. It can very well be that. We have simply not been able to apply Science to a domain beyond the present limitations of our collective intelligence (including AI). Rather, I say, Science is the best framework of all the structures of human knowledge for setting moral and emotional standards, even at the cost of gradual abolishment of the current ones that are non-scientific.

I believe, there is the inner nature, Ψ, that signifies one’s mind (origin of meta-physical experiences felt by the one), that is associated to the physical nature, ∞, which signifies everything else (including one’s own body). Science, thus far, has been studying the physical existence of Nature and it has been, at least in my opinion, making progress very much commendably.

What I am more interested in (apart from the path-breaking discoveries and research attempts in String Theory, Quantum Physics, Cosmology or any other area of Theoretical Physics) is The Theory of Everything, for which, many more unexpected factors vis-à-vis Cognitive Science, NeuroScience and Psychology or even Arts seem not only beneficial but also essential and inevitable.

Epilogue:

Thus is this attempt of mine, to live upto my personal meaning of life, led by my inability to stall my curiosity that serves as a bridge between my emotion and my intelligence, letting my feelings to break free from the melodrama of the moronic social perceptions and rules, to live and die doing Science and Knowing Nature.

What remains to be seen is, how the interplay of Ψ and ∞ is revealed…

To Infinity and Beyond.

—————(Ψ )—————

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WANDER THE HIMALAYAS

802665Poor sleep is common at high altitude. Most trekkers don’t sleep well at a higher altitude. Trekkers commonly report intense dreams, feeling of being suffocated and wake up feeling unrefreshed.

Trekkers arriving at higher altitude commonly experience poor quality sleep. Sleep at a higher altitude can become fitful and difficult. High altitude can have many effects on the body. Oxygen which is at 20.8% (approx.) at sea level dwindles to 13% at an altitude of 3,600 meters. The lack of oxygen causes the preliminary disturbance in the sleep pattern. It causes rapid breathing to maintain proper oxygen flow. The rapid intake of oxygen also causes a faster rate of Carbon dioxide release. The carbon dioxide sensors in the body try to control the rapid release by slowing the rate of exhaling of CO2. Due to these adjustments in fast and slow breathing, a trekker experiences a disturbed sleep pattern (Sleep Apnea).

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React || Believe || Respond

A Very Interesting Read. Thanks to the Girl with the Flaws.

The Girl With The Flaws

When I was a teenager, I hated a lot of things about my life. I thought I didn’t belong. That’s pretty normal. What is weird is I still feel like I don’t belong. Not in a crowd but with the people I have known for years. Did I ever grow up? Or is it that we never do? Or maybe none of this is about maturity, it is about emotions. And emotions never age.

I have struggled with feeling like an outsider from time to time. For a long time I thought that moving somewhere different and drastically changing my life was the only way I was ever going to be happy. To be honest, a part of me still feels that way. But slowly I am realizing that I can create the life I want for myself no matter where I live or what I do. Right here, right…

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The Violinist

Let the hummings begin
Let the bow run back and forth
Let the strings of steel dance in trance
For I am the only one of its kind…
Thus is my violin And I let her speak my mind…
Enough said already,
Have had enough wasted words..
Now is the time To become God
Or The destroyer of worlds…

The Dark Disdains

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When the animals are done

Scavenging, hunting, fighting and gathering,

The true colours begin to bleed

As it gets darker and darker.

When the man returns,

His wife blushes red,

In anticipation of what is

About to come,

When the food is served,

But the hunger demands something else,

The veils of hypocrisy give way,

Revealing the true skins,

When the two brewing souls

Embrace, Hold, Soothe and slumber,

Penetrate each other in melancholy,

Indifferences vanish.

When the city sleeps,

A poet awakes,

seduced by the bare innocence Of Nature,

A man finds his true self.

When the sun dies out,

The moon begins to fade,

Facades of righteousness begin to shatter

With the dark disdains all around.

I may be wrong.

I may be right.

Great many things happen every day

But better things happen only at night.

Leadership: A Short Note

Let’s accept it. We are now living in a world that has recently trashed the monarchies and increasingly moving on the path of liberty and equal rights. There, however, still seems to be a nostalgic feeling when it comes to bearing the torch; how should our leaders behave?

More importantly, how should we choose our leaders? Do they have to be dramatic in their behaviours, the ones that stun us with their statements and attires, or do they have to be better than the rest of the team? Do they, really?

In that sentiment we seem to have been confused in our approach to choose a leader. We still cling on to the melodramatic imagery where a lion claims the throne and rules the rest. And in there, lies our blunder. Gone are the kings and queens on the hands of which relied the fate of the mass without an alternative. It is a democratic governance and we are all humans of equal rights, albeit, different skills, interests and abilities. That’s why when we think of choosing a leader, we mustn’t cite instances of those fictitious lions or tigers. Rather, we must behave like the wolves. And wolves respect the pack, above the leader.

In terms of simplicity, we can take an effective and smart network of computers led by a server machine. The server machine does not have to be super computer or necessarily better than the client computers. It can be just one of them with the ability to fulfil its workload efficiently.

In any ideal team of humans, every member shares the credit, loss and responsibility equally. The team needs a leader as a mediator among many only to prevent confusion and bring about a unified route to success with the consensus of the majority while ensuring that the minority as well as the anarchists get what they deserve. The leader is in no way, a king that reigns over the people.

Animal

They say we have evolved from them.

Each one of us carries an animal inside.

These animals make us do things

That we would not do otherwise:

 

Kill each other, hurt each other,

Eat, envy or embrace each other.

For food, for life, for pleasure,

For love, sex and treasure.

 

What is emotion if not a string,

An excuse to linger, cut off or cling?

It’s not surprising that we are tied by these, else

What disaster the animal within can bring!!!

From PsychoMortem to Transcendence

Dear current readers, even if you are a few in numbers, I feel it as a personal responsibility to write an explanatory post regarding my decision to change the name and address of the blog. I also, intend to inform about a possibility of changing the domain address to a professional and precise one.

I don’t have the time to check the date when I started this blog. But I know the chronologically varying reasons to maintain it. I never intended to be a writer. It is contradictory as a purpose to my primary purpose in (not of) life. As a writer one must empathise with the targeted audience beforehand, and as soon as I do that, I find it time consuming to switch back to my natural mode of thinking. At the same time, I feel good to let a chunk of my mental-space-time out for criticism, catharsis as well as altruism.

When I started writing on WordPress, I chose the username as PsychoMortem, because I was a lost soul; lost in the labyrinths of social and emotional illusions. Now, that has changed; not that I enjoy socializing more than before (in fact I hate it and pass on my chances for such activities). I have found quanta of solace within myself, transcending my evolutionary addiction to cognitive ease, a harmony between my prefrontal cortex and the rest of my brain.

I did think of deleting this blog and not creating a new one. I wanted to devote my time entirely for acquiring skills I desire from this life and only create a portfolio site to showcase them to make it easy for me to grab opportunities which will bring me the means of survival. However, a part of me wants me not to die. Hence I chose Transcendence.

EXISTENCE

I want to tell you the story of my life
But I don’t know what it is all about.
Though I have seen a lot so far
But it’s not enough.
It’s not enough.

Nonetheless you should hear it now.
More or less it’s all the same.
Sooner or later I’ll be gone,
They’ll be gone,
And you’ll be gone.

Loving parents, brothers and sisters,
Childhood love, rains and thunders,
Food, fire, woods and rivers;
I’ve had them all.
I’ve loved them all.

The eternal God whose judgement awaits,
The pious priest who praises the lord,
Fearful heads bowing down;
It’s all a lie.
It’s all a lie.

Mockers mock, jokers joke,
Mourners lament and doctors differ.
Now, who would you be and why is that?
The choice is yours.
The rules are yours.

Who is who and what is what?
Whether to live or to go?
Who to kill and who to spare?
The answers are rare
And they’re found nowhere.

I held my gun at point blank range.
For then I thought I could talk to death.
But then I stumbled upon the truth.
I have died before
Many a times.

Now I was staring into the dark,
The probable end of all the possibilities
Of a life of hope, pleasure and pain
And I began to yell, “Not again,
Not again.”

If at all there are answers to my questions,
It is life where I can find them.
Had death ever had spoken to me,
I would have hated life
Forever and ever…

Why is Love hard to find?

This article is for those men (mostly) and women (only straight cases) who are yet to get laid because they are waiting for the partners of their dreams. To be honest, I am one of this kind and have done some scientific and social studies and have watched the social and personal emotional dynamics of my peers and people around. Thus it is only a speculative report with margin for errors that I don’t see yet.

To demonstrate my point, I am going to define and use 3 terms which are inseparable from this content.

  1. Lust: It is the feeling (or mental projection) of the active reproductive system of your body (including organs and hormones) that (in terms of Psychology) can be termed as the non intelligent (or blunt) desire to express your reproductive instincts.
  2. Love: When Lust is governed by your own intelligence, it is no longer separate from your other personal and social activities. Thus Love (in the context of Romance) is Lust governed by Intelligence. Thus Love no longer conforms to activities where you try to beat the competition to win as much mates as possible. Rather Love tends to make you seek commitment from yourself and your partner.
  3. Sex: It is the physical expression of your reproductive desires (Max being Love and Min being Lust). Consider Sex as consensual in this context minus the paid sex type.

Everyone (boy or girl) once after puberty experiences Lust. Then depending upon the intelligence (personal and educational) they try to understand, classify, restrict or express Lust. Statistically intelligence is not everyone’s cup of tea. Thus most people do not understand and hence cannot effectively control their Lust. Of course people who are blindly religious, have the subconscious advantage of being able to control this feeling without understanding it scientifically. But most of others go on seeking or exploiting opportunities where they can engage in the sexpression(sexual expression) of Lust. The more they engage, the more addicted they get to the natural reward of pleasure. And then they go on and on till they eventually understand the negative consequences any mindless activities. Such people will never understand the value of Love until they face the intense disappointment of Lust or someone else’s Love for them. Why?

Love works on a different dynamics than Lust. In Love, giving is receiving while Lust is blunt in narrow selfish desires. Love, even in selfish mode is much broader. When a person willing to give Love in order to receive Love, finds a potential mate who is drenched in Lust, the fear of being used by Lust comes out and tries to stop the potential relationship. In essence it is a deadly combination that can blow up anytime.

A person (say A) capable of Loving and falling in Love, is no doubt intelligent. An intelligent person respects his/her life in terms of care for existing relationships, ambitions, aspirations, commitment and most importantly Time . That’s why the desire to have sex takes a backseat if he / she has not yet found a mate of choice. However, being surrounded by Lust all around constantly tests his/her patience. If the person gives up and ends up having sex with someone who later turns out to be a pain in the back otherwise, it emotionally hurts pretty bad and the person distances himself or herself from sex even more. Now if this person A encounters another person B who is capable of Love the situation has a sad unfortunate downside.

Person B tries to seek the Love in person A but person A has already shielded his/her Love from being exposed. Thus person A is no more as open as he /she used to be. Thus person B, unless desperate to fall in Love with A, does not see this trauma in person A, and then moves on in a hope to find another person C (who is highly likely to have been traumatized too). If person B is desperate to fall in Love with A, confuses A. Because to A this desperation may seem as coming from Lust. Because A has gone through the trauma of being a victim of Lust, lacks the courage to experiment again and thus rejects B.

Statistically the ideal cases where two people fall in love with each other for the first time in their lives, are extremely rare and is becoming rarer as expression of Lust is getting easier with emerging technology. Even in the ideal cases, if one person dies, the other one is most likely seek the same intensity from the next relationship. That is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The solution for people looking for Love is the courage to wait till Marriage before having sex. Which means avoiding casual sex. If you are looking for Love (even slightly), you are highly unlikely to be able to separate your expectations away from a casual sex partner. Sex, is not an experiment where there is a desire for Love. As a marriage can be either love or arranged, it is important to consider having an honest friendship (without benefits) till your potential sex partner becomes worth sharing your private parts with.