the mass known as man.

owing to a vapid seamful continuum on the timeline of life, the onus has fallen unto myself to be perplexed by alpha's, omega's and even everything not in between.
some say some things, others say other things. but things dont say anything at all. human beings have'nt learnt anything at all from things. unlike things, this mass had accredited itself to a greater status, only to complicate something as simple as existence.

no. the meaning of no. feel free to reject, or interject...the prescription of the word 'no' from a tongue faster than the brain does stimulate one's thoughts to conjure up a 'yes'/'maybe'/or even 'might be' every now and then. But the true genesis of most actions or thoughts begin with the notion of 'no'.
You then might get repulsed with a mundane idea, or it turns into apathy which surges in your own own... it even morphs into a callous mass of negative affirmation.
It seems insignificant at the time,immaterial, can be conquered, but wait... it feeds on your thoughts, plagues on your mind. There comes a time when there is nothing left but the emptiness of NO!!.

desolate.
desperate.
depressed.

a mind might then race to this one puny thought that it has concieved for all that it has lived, ate,slept and oxygenated for all these years. All the knowledge that you have gained curbs under the shreiks of a single NO.
Things that were normal of the yesteryear are now uncommon or even alien to the escape of the activity in the new found self.
It was a simple 'NO'
the 'NO' that lived, the'NO' tht was no-thing is 'no-w'

no-w, the dichotomy...no...the duality of one's mind is such that there is never just one side...with every no, there happens to be a 'yes', whether one would like it or not....seamingly so, negativity means nothing without a measure of positivity. there cannot by a ying without a yang.

jibber-jabber chitter-chatter.

in capacity.

it all boils down to ubiquitous being.

seamless integration of everything to a point where anything seems invisible is a state we could dwell in absolutism.
to a point where anything veers no more than ordinary but yet extraordinary to those of past ages.
we should be able to live as though going with the flow flows itself, a mode of existence where we don't have to consciously act on getting things done.

The technology of our body is one such example, where the instruments for operation fall completely invisible to the conscious human mind - like walking. it comes without any extra effort, without us having to shed cognizable amounts of calories to do so. to walk is such a complex mechanical, biological and psychological process, but we never realize the great deal of mechanics and faculty that are required to do so.

mastery of anything comes close to such a concept of ubiquitousness.

the answer to 1+1 simply appears in our mind as 2 without us having to count our fingers. simply because we have mastered the addition of 1 with itself. imagine magnifying that ability.
imagine not having to use a calculator to find what 2+2 is!! if i mastered the domain of addition, i would almost subconsciously know the answer to that without having to count my fingers or use a calculator. simply because that concept or information is integrated into my mind as though it was something like breathing to me. i wouldnt have to put in an effort to do it.

mastery begets ubiquitousness. all we have to do is get to that mastery part regarding everything. any task would seem astonishingly trivial.

scintillating ideas that spark thoughts in our minds play some trance in a man with the red face.
roghy says so. movs looks over while singy babbles on. randy is here. my home is really sweet. paradoxical oxymorons, are significantly ubiquitous, you'll find these everywhere.

synthesized meaning.

her vichyssoise of verbiage was most verbose, yet vacant.

it is a far cry from what i thought was at hand, this life.

i believe meaning is to be created, not just used. the meaning of words are realized only if they are meant.
a person has to be of meaning for their words to ever hold any value, if at all its truest.
i have encountered nothing but wordy syntax, un-rooted and bearing no essence of the significance of each and every word.

if a person simply decides that what they had meant, something they said in the past holds no water now in the present, then the quiddity of all that or of those more to come would bear no value, and maybe even the person it came from.
it should be in our best interest to make sure we only spurt out words that we would truly stick by to anytime, anywhere. we should make at-most effort to mean each word we speak. everything would otherwise be a lie, white if you'd like to consider it. sure people change, and thats exactly what we must base our actions on. knowing so should be alert enough to dwell over anything that we do just so that we don't go back on it later on.

'sorry', is all that you can say. words come by easily, like 'forgive me'.

but you can speak all you want, babble your way through your entire life and not mean a single word you ever spoke.

the crux of the matter is, people can be very deceiving. not meaning something you said and lying about something are completely different things, however different, its just a thin red line that separates them. people are deceiving in a way that they might sound extremely genuine, but are hardly.

i seemed to find the road to nowhere.

still,the point is not not to lie, but to stick by what you say you mean.

and with it let me say,

intermittent disconectivity.

so you live your whole life and then you die.

it does'nt sound that bad, does it?

so what? you die, i mean...you did live your whole life!? what more do you want? a 'wholer' life!?

imagine - "haha, I lived the most whole life!", "MY life is wholer that YOURS bitch!" , "i think I will live a wholing life, unlike YOU who would die by the age of 25", "my daddy wholest!"

the definition of your 'whole' life is the span of how much ever you lived. not how much ever you 'could/would' have lived. or is it defined by 'what/where/with whom/how much' you've done/not done during such a span?
again, quantity over quality?

"whole". it does'nt sound that big! imagine living till you are 90 years old. how 'whole' is that!! but it still does'nt hit you especially when you read :

so you live your whole life and then you die.

one could only wish for a life of great quantity with a greater quality. a 'quantlitiful' life.

(i hope all these new words i've created on this blog end up in the Oxford dictionary, all official n'shit! mommy would be so proud!)

i really find it amusing how we can sit over a couple of drinks, get up, sit somewhere else and gulp down those drinks and talk away all night about matters of life, the universe and everything, try to balance ourselves, form theories,notions and ideas, lay down some monsters, reach conclusions, negate them, anti-negate them, convince ourselves otherwise, try to convince others, discovers new brain cells that think completely differently from the other cells, convince
ourselves, drink some more, eat any food thats lying around, form new theories, notions and ideas, accept some, discard others, argue over an argument, argue over why we are arguing over an argument, balance ourselves once more, dispute the system of our societies, start hating most of the things except for the bottles lying around, agree, reject, refuse to believe, refuse to understand, not understand somethings, understand others, dispute arguments long forgotten, look frantically for the alcohol google somethings, agree to follow a plan to make the world a better place which was made right after that previous drink, realize that it just would not work out, curse some people, thank some others, curse some more people, come to a mutual agreement that the world will never change, "unmutualize" yourself and stand up tall (or on any object) and say that we can make a change, sit down after being laughed at and told off by everyone else, steal a friends drink and chug it, try to remember how this discussion ever started, argue over how it started, argue over the point of all this, drink the last few drops left in the bottles, fall of to sleep and then...wake up next morning and go to work.

while the lot of you get along by your next morning with your work, I lay there thinking, "damn, not again!".

well, all this does not matter since, you live your whole life and then you just die.

while the planets revolve...

so im back to this whole 'what is life' phase. its been a while, not thought about the beyond ever since the remote passed by. alcohol rushing through my head, substituting blood...cell by cell. but whatever, been here, done this.

i guess only when im lost, am i truly searching...but only to an extent that doesnt require me to devour every bit of reasoning in me, to that limit where im not thinking without being in doubt first.

its been a while.

i guess ive not written in here for a while only because my brain seized to challenge the unknown, accepting what is, as is. only because i didnt have a choice, and even if i did, didnt dare to wander away from a suitable path which would help me by all means. i guess i wasnt in capacity to do so.

but every now and then, the question pops up. only to be subdued by the current events of everyday life. the usual, since the past 5 years. i have still not lost the desire to follow in the strides of many people to figure it all, im just being stalled. until the winds change, i am as im to be.

i know this page is getting more and more personal post-by-post, but i have no other venue to vent out the simulations in my brain. this, by far, has been my single most comforting stage where i could rant as i wish, without having to cope up with an awkwardly self.

other people just dont have the time to waste like i do. i shouldnt either, but...

in my most dire moments of distress, i wish only that i could be as responsible as the people around me, as diligent, as understanding, as smart to just do whatever i should ideally be doing in my best interests and for the sake of people i really owe it to.

i wish...

and the diddly diddles again...

wake up, get through the day somehow, sleep.
wake up, get through the day somehow, sleep.
wake up, get through....

same old is same old. after a while, even the new seems to be the same old. that is if you are able to identify the new as is. but even then..same old same old.

i feel like im losing count too soon. i feel like im counting backwards from infinity to zero.

but nevertheless, there is always some element that never fails to cause my teeth to be flashed to the world. somehow, however bad the day would be, there would be atleast one instance because of which I was glad. I smiled, even if it was for just a minute.

those are days long gone. no smiles no more.

i need change. i need good change. help!

मित्ति मै मील जायेंगे
भूलो ना
जायेंगे तो फिर हम लैत के ना आयेगे
भूलो ना
ख्वाब हे जो तेरि मेरी आँखो मै
सारे मित्ति मे मील जायेंगे
भूलो ना

गित हे जो तेरी मेरी साँसों मै
सारे मित्ति मे मील जायेंगे
भूलो ना

राज़ हे जो तेरी मेरी बातों मै
सारे मित्ति मे मील जायेंगे
भूलो ना

- जुनून - मित्ति

open your mind.

just think about it.














*(note : the true effect of the above question will embellish and stir up the flow of
electrons within if and only if the reader is under the influence of/is in
'internal possesion' of :

1. high levels of alcohol in blood stream;
2. delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol bound to nerve cells;
3. high levels of alchohol and delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol bound to nerve
cells;
4. drugs that induce a 'high' or an imbalance of chemical reactions in the
brain;
5. depressed state of mind;
6. mind that is completely lost.
7. mind occupied by insanity.
8. empty mind.
9. half-full/half-empty mind.

greater than or equal to.

much of my time has been spent in the 'less than' quadrant. actually, all of it.
it would be a battle for me to get to the 'equal to' to phase, the 'greater than' seeming surreal.

it does seem progressive. first you are (or i am, and maybe only i!) 'not equal to', then, with a drill you become 'less than' after which, if endowed with the right qualities,skills and efforts you somehow reach the 'equals' measure. anything beyond that is directly proportional to you and your everything.

'better' is a relative term. is one person be better than an other? is it quantitative or qualitative? or both?

if it is quantitative, then im completely doomed. if it qualitative, then im only 'maybe doomed'. in the case of the latter, i could get extremely lucky if there would be a few more people like me in this world who think the same way i do...that way, i just might get some merit for having many demerits! no wait..that would be quantitative. damn shit bullshit.

there will also be some-many-ones better than me. but you could say that i am, in some ways, better than many-some-ones. very few and in even fewer ways. but heck, atleast something!

i need a fast car.

" I try, my life away
yet stumble to the grave "




...do you have one?

warp.

drops in the ocean.

'unity in diversity in university' sound funny to you!?

it does to me! hey! 'unity in diversity in university is funny' !!!

hey hey! 'unity in diversity in university is funny, especially when you have no money; isnt it witty? ' !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

wow, im a poetic genius. wow.

the ocean of the human species is probably the wierdest one you'd have ever seen/heard of.
each drop is different from the other by a magnitude that is im-measurable by any normal or abnormal human being. the animals might have figured us out long back, but they are'nt telling us right now.
although we are the same, we are different - and so the above virtuostic poesy.

everyday you walk by atleast 876 different people [not as measured by/verified by the 'Institute for Statistical Measurement of People Walking by Other People' (ISMPWOP)..its actually just a random number ;)]
and each one in their own domain. each one is unique, different and characteristically independant. actually, characteristically dependant.

whats the point of all this?

nothing.

or atleast, i dont remember!

the thing is, i started writing this looong time back (until 'whats the point.) ...and had'nt completed it.
now that im back to continue, i forgot what i was trying to say, or what i was about to type after...

so ill let it be for now, and hope that i can remember what i was trying to get to later. but if anyone can try and add to it, please do..post it up.

later.

precursor of success.

atleast for me, failure seems to be a very fundamental element of life :
success' prerogative.
nothing comes to me without failure hitting the nail at first. and it gets buried in quite deep too - as though its a law of nature, fabricated in particular for me - whether or not i succeed to even the barest minimum. feels like i need to/must have failed before if i ever succeeded in something.

however, ad-lib (especially mine), it serves as a stepping stone. most of the time, as i would like it to be. this would seem to be the right choice as apposed to being worn down by such instances, losing all hope, confidence and belief in the self. such an act is carried out in the hope that it would somehow propel the positive forces within to cart on, sustaining ourselves in a probably fictitious belief that all can still be well, if it ends well....oh, and thats only after we've somehow brought ourselves about and postulated that it has'nt ended already...or....once we reach the end (once again, we dont know what happens when we reach the end too(when we die))....bummer.

if i were to speak only within the limits of what has already been established, then i dont have much to say. i.e. they say success comes only with hard-work. no, not those people, the other ones. they do. i guess they advice such from experience.
in that case, i cant complain to not succeeding in anything. i have simply not put in any effort or hard-work whatsoever. im not one of those people who try very hard and then pour their hearts out due to failure. im one of those people who dont even try but sit, think and write about failure and success.

im the type who thinks you've achieved certain success only when you make an omlette without an egg ever being laid...when you win a marathon without even running...when you do something without really having to do it...or when you understand all of life without even living it. i just want it, but dont want to do anything for or about it.

ive never really tried hard, hence my consistent relationship with failure. dont mistake me for being proud of it, i just dont understand why. why is this success thing achieved only when you work for it? failure doesnt have this problem! it comes anyway, you really dont have to work for it at all! trust me, it always there...free.
buy 1, get a million free. and it so happens, the first one is free too!

this is some twisted shit! success doesnt come without failure, but failure comes without success. i say this is cheating. well, you can say that failure comes successfully. whoa. never thought about that!! so there is some success after all! the success of failure!

people who have realised this, and are also like me, come with very motivational views on the meaning of the word...and quotes are to be found plenty.
some of them are :
"Success is the not the destination, its the Journey." -Ben Sweetland
"Failure is the condiment that gives success its flavor." -Truman Capote
"In order to succeed you must fail, so that you know what not to do the next time." -Anthony D'Angelo
"Success does not come to you, you go to it." -Marva Collins
"Success comes before work only in the dictionary."
"Success is a state of mind. If you want success, start thinking of yourself as a success." -Dr. Joyce Brothers
these quotes are very old...if there are such things as re-birth and past-lives, then these words must have been mine after having failed many times and trying to find excuses for myself.

but these i must have said when i realised the truth about all this...also probably my own words in my other past lives, where i was smarter than the previous me's :

"If at first you don't succeed, failure may be your style." -Quentin Crisp
"Success is simply a matter of luck. Ask any failure." -Earl Nightingale
"Success is not permanent. This is not yet been proved for failure."
"Success always occurs in private and failure in full public view."
"The great dividing line between success and failure can be expressed in five words: "I did not have time." -Franklin Field
"Success is what you define it to be."

no matter what, i have been a success uptil now...or atleast according to Bob Dylan who said, "A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and gets to bed at night, and in between he does what he wants to do."
well, almost...because that 'in between' part was not fully justified.
almost.

hopefully, ill learn to learn from my mistakes one day...and hopefully soon. would like that...some change from the usual.

well, whatever it is, i just hope that i live the day i would be able to say "I found it easier to get rich than I did to make excuses."

beliefs of an undisbelieving believer.

.cogito ergo sum.

really?!

guess so.

i find no confidence in the knowledge i possess. all that i know is all that i have read, heard or been told. to an extent, experienced...but not before i had already been informed of such an experience.
im not too sure if i hold true faith in anything,(except in some 5 specific people), as im constantly trying to refurbish my perceptions, ideas and thoughts. there have been times i had given up such endeavors to acheive an enhanced, enlightened self...and go with the flow...(you know...just laze around and watch tv while trying hard not to get the chips and coke miss my mouth completely)...but such times always seemed to have been measured by a clock which runs out of battery in a matter of minutes; very few ones.
i really dont know what i believe in.

maybe because i know what is 'true' may really not be. my knowledge is the derivative of that which has been derived from yet another derivative. the end result is the knowledge that i possess which is truly the definite integral of the derivative within the limits of accepted truth of the general population of the world and my mind.

whatever i believe in, i feel im going to have it disproved and served in a disposal bag sometime by someone or the other. somehow, i feel everything is volatile...going to crumble any second. just dont know what's in store for me after that.

If you would be a real seeker after truth, it is necessary that at least once in your life you doubt, as far as possible, all things.

.if nothing happens perfectly right, everything goes perfectly wrong. ergo, its still perfect.

.if you dont believe in anything, believe that something believes in you.

.i do have beliefs, just dont know what in.

.i will one day, go mad.

.that day might be today.

how the hell did i reach such a state of mind? did i bump my head too hard in an accident? some kind of a drug mixed in my cough syrup? or is it the genius that has been trying to hide itself from the world behind a make-believe unstable mind all this time?

.there is something wrong with me.

.i might make you also mad one day.

.that day might be today.

.i fooled myself.

.im not what you think i am.

beliefs. i do have some beliefs. just dont know what they are.

wherever the road takes us, if there is one.

for some uncanny, unconcieved reason, you and i were born. well, not just because our parents wanted us to be, it's much more complicated than that. i think.
i dont think birth is only a result of willing/unwilling procreation or a desire and the will of two people to create an offspring alone, babies are not born just because their parents wanted to...
think about all those pre-mature deaths. babies dying within seconds after delivery, still-born kids etc...definitely the mothers of such 'unborn new-borns' did not wish it so or control any part of it (well, to a huge extent)...why? why did the rest of us survive? or, why didnt they? sure, there are m.d's who could give us plethora of information as to how such events take place, but... why?

natural selection? survival of the fitest? or bloody damn divine intervention? or do the 'babies' choose??

why were you and i born the way we are? what did we do to deserve how ever we were physically and mentally equipped at 'time 0'?
i guess the road brought us there. the road to life i presume. dont know who built it, dont know how we got on it, just know we came through it.
strangely enough, the road to death also seems to be built by someone else...and we have no choice but to travel on.
i dont think we are capable of building any roads at all. we cant fly, so forget not needing a road. there is no water, so dont even think about it. the sharks would eat you up anyway.
whats worse is that the bloody road is one-way. you just cant, no matter what, turn around, whether you are on a car/bus/bike/cycle or your feet. i suppose the only thing you can control is the speed at which you travel. slower the better in this case.

we have no idea or memory of travelling on the road to life...immediately after you cross the end of that road (i.e. you are born), you are automatically embarked on the road to death. bloody hell.

therefore, life = road to death.

the only thing we can argue over, is the quality of travel on the road...people would say that depends on you...you decide how many bumps or ditches you want to go over and how fast or slow...the way you live your life (travel on the road to death) is entirely upto you.

bull.

we didnt even make the bloody road!! it was already there and we were just 'put' on it! what the hell can i do if the municipality does a crappy job!? i definitely would not make holes on the road just to go over them for fun! and guess what, the speed also is'nt much under our control either. sure, we can go much faster...but we cant go slower! oh, there is also no stopping too....no sight-seeing, or quick breaks from the journey. funny how we wish every road was an auto-bahn! this road does not have a maximum speed limit, but has a minimum speed limit. you just cannot go slower than a very-fast speed, but you can go very very very fast, or very very very faster. surely beats the auto-bahn.

(not too sure about airbags in the car or helmets also...)

so here we are, on an uncharted road which no one knows where it started from or would end at. all we know is, we have to go where ever the road takes us.

quantum

the grand dadday!


here's a video i came across on youtube made by some guy nicked murderd2death:

vision.

All images are Copyrighted by their respectful owners/creators. I have not made any of these nor do I take credit for them.

suspension of disbelief.

heh. i know how well that worked! it does work amazingly well while watching sci-fi movies (or while im driving...sometimes..), but in the 'real world', i have no idea which way the wind blows.

imagine if we tried suspending our disbelief. the way 'neo' did. or tried.
but this is different from the 'free your mind' concept. how? well, i figure freeing your mind not only involves disregarding disbelief, but also suspending, or doing away with your beliefs. there is not much use of such suspension. atleast in things other than fantasy books and stuff. so why do you have to throw away something you dont even have?
but you do! you do have that something. you do possess that certain disbelief. but in doing so, dont you believe that you disbelieve? therefore, while suspending your disbeliefs, are'nt you suspending your beliefs?????

disbelief is defined as the refusal to believe. unbelief is the lack of belief. hence, 'suspension of disbelief' can be aptly coined into 'undisbelief'.

yay!!!!!!! I HAVE COINED A NEW TERM. LET THE WORLD KNOW... 'UNDISBELIEF' is the lack of refusal to believe. so to say, a person who undisbelieves, is one who believes in Everything.

so how many undisbelievers do we have out there?

"Time To get Dirty" - Archane

(as typed by andoo)

" First of all let me start by saying that this post is not for the faint of heart. The aim of this post is to delve deep into religion as a whole and to understand the concept of God. As Nietzsche himself put “is man one of God’s blunders or is God one of man’s blunders”. I can hear the resentment already, that the concept of the one pure being should not be touched, that all religions believe in this concept. I am not here to question His/Her existence but the reasoning behind His/Her creation. Man is on top of the evolutionary scale and is by far superior to any other creature he has encountered. But is he that lost, so to say, that anything inexplicable has to be attributed to ‘Divine Intervention’. Does he need that higher existence so that he has something to attain to, to be able to model himself in His/Her likeness? Is this submission justified? Or is it something that prevents us from self-destructing, a buffer of sorts that defines everything in black and white eliminating the grey?

Let me cite an example from Christianity, bear with me people, that is when God created Adam and Eve, He placed them in the Garden of Eden and they were free from sin and self doubt. To them their only purpose in life was to live in the Garden (like lab rats if you ask me, again this post is not for the faint of heart) and if God said ‘jump’ they said ‘cheese’. They were free to do as they liked as long as they remained in the Garden and didn’t eat the forbidden fruit (God should have seen the flaw in his own design and why He/She placed temptation in front of man I don’t know). As the story/scripture goes they do eat the fruit, realize they are naked and hence commit the Original Sin. But then God, being all compassionate, forgiving and understanding did not forgive them but rather banished them from the home; more like threw them out on the street. And there they were, out in the harsh desert with their newly created friend, a guy we all trust, named Smile Satan. Now for the coup de grace, a being so powerful and understanding, a being who created everything your eye can see and everything unseen cannot forgive a simple mistake by the two people he created in his likeness yet expects us to hold these virtues of love compassion and forgiveness to our grave. Where is the sense in that? Some might argue that the reasoning behind this is out of our comprehension and that we should just accept the facts and continue.

This so ends part one. Stay tuned folks as we have yet to go deeper, to a dark place, a place unprotected by any ‘Divine Powers’. A place unknown. Who knows maybe at the end of this a discovery may be made. One which could surprise you or frighten you. "

purpose?? what bloody purpose?

ok, say we figure out everything. the answers to life, the universe and everything else. we find out the truth about the nature of the universe blah blah blah...the works.

WHAT DO WE DO WITH IT??????
?
?
?
as a friend rightfully pointed out, what are we supposed to do with such knowledge? ok, spread it for one. then what? what is to be done after the whole world knows everything?

what??? are we supposed to create one more blog/site discussing what to do with that knowledge????????????

bloody purpose.

damn. now what? and after we are done with the 'now what', what about the 'then what'???????

damn.

mental.

I was thinking about what to write. I thought. then I thought about what I was thinking about. then I sat down to think about my thinking. i thought. what was I thinking?? what was the point of thinking about thinking? I was trying to consciously think about my thoughts....how good they were, how bad, or just why so. But then, I again had to think about what I was thinking then. obviously, I had to think about what my thoughts were on my thoughts of that which I was thinking about thinking. I now 'thank'. too much thinking, I could not think of the word used to describe the process. I knew it started with a 't' somehow and sounded somewhat like 'dink', but just couldnt get my mind to remember that word. tdink????? So I still continued thanking, and later started wondering about why I thanked so much. I had to, just had to, thunk (?) about why the heck I was doing so much crap, so futile, why was I having so many thunks??? I had to find out. I had to have better thonks. I thank I was thanking about better thonks, I thunk I had some, but I forgot. I now found myself thunking about why I had so many thonks in my head. tdinking, thunking, thonking, thanking.....thinking. too much.then...
Scotty barked,
I stopped.

Saved by the bark (not the tree kind, more like bow-wow, or woof-woof, whichever you like). If it wasnt for my cute, lil' furry k9 friend, I would have ended up in a vortex of thoughtless black-hole-like-thought-continuum that would have eventually led me to my own doom.
Thank (as in expressing gratitude) Scotty!! He saved me. Mind. never mind???? how can I?? how can you??? this dastardly thing is bloody carved into my head! I cant 'never mind'! Its like, part of me n' shit!

Imagine if we started counting the number of thoughts we had in a day, or say an hour. Lets say I started thinking about object 'A' for the first minute. That would make the first..1 thought. But then I was also thinking about counting that thought as the first thought. So I guess I would have to count that one too...making it 2 thoughts in the first minute. since I thought that I had to count the second thought, I know have 3 thoughts. Well, it takes a thought to count to 3, voila, 4. ah, I used a french word! 5. I was surprised, 6. I am still concentrating on counting all these, 7. I now realize that the former 6 thoughts were thoughts that were rooted from the 1st thought itself..so...now im confused. 8,9,10. oh damn im confused, what are thoughts? why the hell am i doing this? arpana where are you? "See you on the other side, when I close my eyes". stop singing pvd songs.eh, enough.. concentrate. count. 16?17?35??????? wait...where was I? 10? let me start all over again..1 was 'A', 2 was........

i think if i carried on, i would reach....hmmm..infinity!! DAMN THIS TERM! who the hell coined this term?????????? obviously, time would have passed and the 1hr would have ticked away, but im still busy counting the number of thoughts I had in the 1st minute. oh ofcourse, not to mention, the poor memory that I have, I probably wouldnt have remembered half of them. infinity? WHY!??????????? damn, if only i wasnt so 'educated'! ;)

are you thinking yet? think about it. or...dont. but then aren't you thinking about not thinking? that means you'd be thinking. you sure you wanna do that?

powers of the mind eh? saalaa. ek dimaag saalaa aadmi ko sab kuch banata hai (in hindi)

so what now? is it possible? is there an ability of the human mind to affect inanimate objects without any physical action (musculoskeletal movement)? to be able to use our mind to control or affect someone or something else's behaviour, change something remotely? brainwaves?? or electrons jumping out of the mind through the skull, the skin and the hair (or just skin!) and doing some work???
or how about just using it to control ourselves in situations where we are most likely not be able to control ourselves? say, under the influence of alcohol, weed etc.??? controlling pain, pleasure? remember better, learn more. sorta like upgrading a pc?

hmm....

hmmmmm......

mind games, mind wars, mind freaks, mind the mind. damn mind. minding the never mind was always something to mind. getting repetetive ain't I? well, don't mind.


more on this later (thinking).

culminating.epiphanic.perfection

THE POLL HAS BEEN CONCLUDED WITH 'POWERS OF THE MIND' WINNING THE HIGHEST NUMBER OF VOTES.

Hey everybody, the greatly elusive and much admired AliEn here :D

I know ive been a bit prophetic with the description of my site and with the ideas and moral eptitude it professes to instill as an eventual consequence, but aspire with me and help me reach these and higher levels of expressionism.

Ive come up with some discussions for the thoughts section of my page here and before i put anything up i wanted to have a vote session, sort of a poll to see what you as the general public hold in higher importance so as to get it rolling.

Also, if you have something that plagues your dreams, leaving you to wake up with the thought of "what if?" please vote and post a comment to include your topic and a brief description of how it affects you. The cooperation will be greatly appreciated, and hopefully within the coming week, the process will be completed.

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continuum ad infinitum.

infinite series are still a puzzle for even the greatest mathematicians today. the sum of an infinite series is a finite number, a finite number can be divided into infinite finite numbers. but nobody knows what number of infinite numbers it can be broken up into. now, thats contradiciting. number of infinite numbers?? well, why not? how, or why have'nt we been able to go as far as infinity????

i think infinity(or a point at/of infinity) lies only as far as you can go. but we are taught to believe that going further does not necessarily mean we are closer to that supposed infinity. i guess that would defeat the purpose of an 'infinity'. there wouldnt be a point of coining that term if we could get there or reach such a position. but was this term created as a sign of defeat? like as if someone decided, "Oh, we will never be able to go that far, and its so far that it would seem like very far, so there's no point in trying to go there anyway. Lets just tell everyone it extends to emm..say 'infinity' so that no one else can go that far.I dont want anyone else doing something I didnt!"
or have we set up everything else, so that everything is in accordance with this infinite stuff? like numbers? have we created them such, that we made sure they had characteristics that would display the 'infinite', made them in such a way that we were in need of such a term? is it really necessary?do we need something to be infinite? its not like we know of stuff that are infinite (except numbers....we created them), we just dont know if a certain thing is finite. just because we dont know if something is finite (eg, the universe) does it mean that it is infinite?

ok, heres something to ponder over, a very famous 'paradox'. Lets see if anyone can come up with an answer with a logical explanation :
Consider a lamp, with a switch. Hit the switch once, it turns it on. Hit it again, it turns it off. Let us imagine there is a being with supernatural powers who likes to play with this lamp as follows. First, he turns it on. At the end of one minute, he turns it off. At the end of half a minute, he turns it on again. At the end of a quarter of a minute, he turns it off. In one eighth of a minute, he turns it on again. And so on, hitting the switch each time after waiting exactly one-half the time he waited before hitting it the last time.

mathematically, in school, we learned that 1 = 1/2 + 1/4 + 1/16 + 1/32 + 1/64 +1/128 ..... (to 1/infinity)

therefore, applying the above, it is easy to see that all these infinitely many time intervals add up to exactly two minutes.

Now here's the question : At the end of two minutes, is the lamp on, or off?

one for all.

this site is open to all, anyone can post. so dont be shy. there is also no need to register with blogger.com to post, posting is not restricted to members.

posts will be moderated however, so please refrain from explicit content and strong language.
but please, do write your name along with your posts so that we know who said what.

structured.

how about this :
lets say we have lots of topics on our minds...everyone contributing to more and more..or just that some people might prefer someother topic over another. obviously, we cant discuss everything at once. so how about having a poll, the topic with the highest votes wins, and that will be carried forth on ayman's page.

what say you?

of life.

this was/is primarily meant to serve as a supplement to AliEn's gyroscope, where your brainwaves meet ours...where we try to structure and organize our raving thoughts of prescribing insanity, or just, know what each other thinks. im sure doing such will help us grow ( i reaaaally hope! need some height ;).
for those of you who havent been there yet, get over there right away (link on the right 'The Gyroscope of Life')...he is trying to start discussions on various topics that are always on our minds...until further additions, you can use this blog to post topic ideas or start a discussion. They will be reviewed and then posted onto his site.
we could use your thoughts as much as you could use ours...any ideas or theories or anything, just put them up here. once it gets started, we'll have lots of people contributing to it.
its not about my dreams of doing something, its about all of us. we could all do this individually and write lots of stuff and keep them on the bookshelves in our rooms, but who'll benefit from that? no one (not reffering to anish narayan) so here we go...let see how far this goes.



"The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. " ~Henry David Thoreau, Walden

enough of the quiteness.

entrance, stage wherever.

I started this blog not knowing for what or why. Alas, for no reason whatsoever, i did it, without reason. But now I have found reason. I found inspiration in a friend, and decided to help him.

now that I've got you reading, lets try to set off a spark in that delirious yet eccentric, affluent yet erratic, deranged yet superfluous, incommensurate corpus...that distinct bodily mass or organ having a specific function (who knows what that is!?)...lets try to help those electrons flow towards a specific path owing to achieve a greater good. mind.lets try to think, and help think, further....

beyond.

well, this is not intended in any which way (read Disclaimer) to derogate anyone or anything. not that you don't think already....or 'enough'. certainly not implying that you are not thinking right ( i AM the last person to be telling you that, i would also have the least idea of what is right) but only to try and bring our coherent thoughts on to the same page...the fundamentals. i sincerely feel that none of us spend enough time thinking about the why's, what and how's of...life (?!?)

heres to thoughts of/on life, existence, reality, truth, time, death, purpose and all that jazz.

but dont just think. think care bears. how about achieving that state of existence!! share and care! (just leave out the colourful, 2d-bear part) would be nirvana to most if everyone shared (even if not cared) ..err..(thats pertaining only to money and other materialistic objects btw...you dirty person!!!!) if we cannot share our money (or someone else's), our favourite things, valuables etc..why not share something else. something no one can take away from you, something entirely yours, truly, your thoughts.

it could (along with theirs) make or break someone, but your thoughts are as valuable as anything, perhaps more. your thoughts on subjects as the life, the universe and everything (ok, we'll leave 'everything' out for now) could light and pave the way for someone (me???) who is stuck in the dark.
ideas, thoughts...possibilities. endless as they are, we have only taken the first few steps towards them. long way.

i drew inspiration for this site from my friends' efforts to do the same - 'elvis', 'alien'...it seems as though they started in the 60's and are trying to reach outer-space (joke)...and people all over the world who try to add to our canons, our tenets -- further to improvise our logic and basic understanding of things. broaden perspectives. a horde of people who try to know the unknown. this is just me trying to be a part of them.

this whole page-site-blog-thingy started out as an aperture for my thoughts, ideas whatever. where mine would be able to interact with those of yours and vice-versa. seems to be the best way, no shouting, no faces, no tables and chairs flying around. so, here...

think.



(not that you don't already)







(btw, there hasn't been a Disclaimer written, yet)