What is A State Of Mind?

A child’s innocence. Sometimes believed to be the most purest of states. Why? Because it’s untainted. It’s unaffected by the scrutinizing, bigoted, raunchy ego of society. The more you learn, the less you want to know. If ignorance is bliss, then knowledge spawns fallen angels. And yet, we in society don’t realize the cursed effects that we have upon each other.

A state of mind is simple. It talks about all of the global, domestic, cultural, political and economic issues that have been weighing on my mind, not because I want to, but because I have to. But with, hopefully, one difference. Instead of taking sides on these issues, per se, I’d hope to be able shine perspective toward amicable and necessary solutions, even if usefulness would only occur within a utopic society. I thoroughly believe in the power of media and propaganda, good and bad, and that we have all been hurt on both sides of the coin.  And the worst part about it is that ALL of this just an extension of our fears, laziness and narcissism. I understand that economics brings the “no free lunch” policy which leads to powerful men being corrupted by delusional fantasies of people bowing for porridge, which is not independent of cultural synagogues molesting men, women and children of their own ideals in exchange for absolute power over thoughts and beliefs. And we feed our ideas down the pyramid scheme of command not by choice but by right of passage, as if by some incredible nonsense, that we believe that because we have experienced life, that we have any sensible know-how of what goes on. But, as usual, I digress. Because everything that we experience is incorporated into our state of mind, which dictates our beliefs, that carryout our thoughts, and conveys our messages. And so the story goes…

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What is Random Rambling?

Sometimes I can’t believe how much information exists in the world. Some sounded silly, like the time that I took a class on the History of Ideas, and listened to my professor go on and on about the philosophical debate of philosophy. Others sounded extremely complex and intriguing like proteomics and gene therapy. Regardless of the topic, there are so many different branches of vines of twigs of subjects that sometimes we exhaust ourselves scouring the earth for the faintest whiff of a new lead. Even new technology breakthroughs are endless. Every day, there is new research in cancer, web apps, anthropology, finance, etc. But regardless of how significant the research, something interesting is still something interesting.

That’s where random ramblings comes in. The tangent to the cosine of the nearest root of the conversation we just completed tomorrow. Yup. Exactly. It just about covers anything that has anything to do with something new, innovative, or perhaps something I just never heard about. And yet at the same time, I just wanted to share some of the information and perhaps an opinion or two about whatever the topic may be for the particular post. Perhaps I should named this section the OCD’s guide to ADHD. Oh well, nothing can be done now. It’s written in ASCII. Anyway, again. A digression in an article that probably had no business being written in the first place. And yet it is…

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What Is Quantitative Architecture?

Numbers. Numbers. Numbers. They help to quantify our everyday observations and identify patterns through which to explain certain behaviors. Some are repetitive; others are infinite. But no matter what the fragility of the state, numbers bring forth reason to raucous. They set boundaries to philosophical quandaries. They facilitate transformations thru perspective. They illuminate paths during wandering rumination. Numbers allow us to gauge our surroundings through measurement and ascribe purpose for innovation as well as deliberate bounded postulates for natural causes.  Which brings us to this forefront!

Although, at one point, physical and deterministic methods were necessary to sustain the rigidity and simplicity of mathematical proofs, we slowly realized that many and most observations of the world were far more probabilistic in mannerism, through which there was no physical proof, but instead, a statistical boundary. Innovations thru stochastic processes, closed-looped architecture and empirical building blocks along with some of the most basic mathematical principles have progressed technology and innovation a long way. From 4-cylinder motors to artificial intelligence, quantitative architecture has made a vast leap over this last century and a half to progress both pure and applied sciences to incredible new heights.

Whether analyzing the newest algorithms with analogous portrayals or dissecting some interesting observations through numerical and stochastic analyses, I’ll be slowly learning and hopefully understanding some of the complex observational quandaries that exist in our world and how we best are able to describe it.

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What Is An Obscure Reflection?

Perception. Existence. Life. The biggest quandary pondered by the conscious being. Whether approaching it from the theoretical, metaphysical, observational, philosophical or even hypothetical point of view, the absolute beauty of this subject lies in our ineptitude to grasp it. We, as humans, take a narcissistic and fear-based approach to perceiving what we observe, interpreting what we understand, and attributing the rest to a grand scoping notion of omniscient symbolism. We deliberate our beliefs through cultures, biases and faith, to which none of these have a real foundation in anything more than hope. And we ascribe this hope as something extremely similar to us but yet still as vague as possible. And yet we follow this hope so as to define meaning to our existence; an existence far less woven into the pages of history if we are relegated to a stint no greater than the random assortment of solar flares or perhaps to something even unobservable by our own observable means. Because existence is that of having properties to observe. And what we interpret is our own perception. And if the multiverse stopped there, we would be okay. But then there comes life: the ability to perceive ones own existence with respect to its observational surroundings. But life is only interpretable by the beholder because it is a perceptive behavior. And thus, as far as I know, an ant is only aware of its survival instincts and its necessity to abide by a few natural instincts such as fight or flight, and finding food for the nest, etc. But since we cannot interpret from their point of view or even observe what they observe, we can only assume from the perception of our own observable data about the simplicity of an ant’s life. To further complicate things, we insert reason. The ability to ascribe logical and inferential pattern mapping and theory into something less Euclidean and something more probabilistic.  Reasoning is what allows us to ponder our own existence instead of relegating to the fact that we just do.

And this brings us to the question at hand. What is an obscure reflection? For me, it’s trying to gain an extremely macroscopic view of the multiverse that we live in as independent of our own perception-bias as possible, and trying to bring forth some analogous principles to our every day life to hopefully ease the transition. I will not ever state that I am right or wrong in any of these posts because this is about as opinion-based a subject as one can get.  However, part of the revelations that we will go thru in this blog is to also study what others have studied: math, physics, astronomy, philosophy, metaphysical and even might entertain some bizarre, haphazard theories to hopefully gather an illuminated scope of what actually could perceivably persist.  I don’t believe that we’ll ever know for sure, but I feel its a necessary quest for every living creature, at whatever capacity that we can perceive and reason, that we go through this mecca to figure it out for ourselves who we are and why we really exist.

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The Portrait Of A Joker

Powerless. 

We live. We die. And somewhere in the middle, if we’re lucky, we find enough euphoric moments to inspire us to prosper in our actions and outlook. But, for most of us, we eventually must settle for middle ground between complacency and failure. Not because we chose it, but because it almost seemed to be placed in front of us. Dealt the hand that life provided. And then there are some who are slightly more fortunate. Hand after hand, with flushes and triples, coasting along with probability on their side. And finally, there are those who learn to adapt farely well learning to bluff their weak hands and usurp others with their strong hands.

And then there’s the wild…the joker…The ability to make someone’s life better or worse and, in some ways, even play outside the rules of the game altogether (like getting 5 of a kind). Most times, the joker isn’t necessary, and when we’re playing for high stakes, it can often times be the bane to our existence. It’s the card that breaks the rules. It makes weak hands stronger and takes down those who have learned to play (or even manipulate) the game. The joker outcons the conman, outwits the noblest, and outfoxes the gunslingers. The morality of this wild card is only sadistic because there’s no way to control it, except by the very nature of the card.  It is impossible to indemnify a creature that knows no bounds or limits or restrictions because he holds no regard to the game that is played. We fear him because we value our lives, and we don’t understand how he would not. We envy the anarchist role he plays in out-dueling a king; shape-shifting, free-wielding, un-stricken by emotional boundaries.  And thus we hate him. Not because he is bad. But because he uses others’ lives to trump ours. Not because he is deranged or vengeful or spiteful, but because he has been given the freedom. We have no freedom. Our life is necessarily precious, not from love, but from fear, and thus we are subjugated to the shackles of existence.

The unknown casts shadows upon frantic souls, who walk the lines drawn in blood by those who have traversed the paths before us. And whom shall question that path shall be punished by the over-lords. But not the joker. Because the only way to beat him is to join in his twisted games. And then he wins because the point of the game was never to win in the first place. It was to guide you off the blood line and remove the constraints and double-standards that have been placed upon you. But you already knew that. And that’s exactly what you fear. We fear change, power, death and forgotten. A life untold is only remembered within the hearts of conscious souls. And that is exactly what we fear.

And still, The joker lives in all of us. As savage or un-savage as each case may be, it takes a deep, introspective look into the very core of our existence, and a true judgment of our emotional inclinations affected by the metaphysical existentialism around us to truly understand who we are within our society and, just, and why we even decide to play the game.

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[note: I, 100%, do not condone or support anything that happened during the theatre massacre. I think that absolute savagery is repulsive. That being said, this is more of a thought-provoking piece on "the joker"-type psyche that, I believe, to a certain degree, we all have inside of us.]

 

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