Dead.Week.
This sure feels slow in the GR office right now. I wonder how many Goodrichers are in the library, student center, or attending classes today. I wonder if anyone will come in for math help today. I wonder if I will answer all my questions on my study guide this afternoon. I wonder what the Dance Nebraska entertainment committee will create today. I wonder if the clients I see for class will continue coming to the clinic. I wonder about the interactions between teaching and learning. I wonder how many people have purchased all the holiday gifts they wanted to. I wonder about how much I value gifts. I wonder if December 21st is really the worlds last day. I wonder if nature's patterns will inevitably be understood by all. I wonder about beauty and art. I wonder why we call the earth the Earth. I wonder if we'll ever have a pope-scientist. I wonder if there are multiple universes. I wonder what different societies concepts of time are. I wonder about travel. I wonder about the seven wonders of the world. I wonder how many people have seen all of them... in person. I wonder if virtual reality will ever mesh enough with our collective, social reality that we won't be able to tell the difference. Is iRobot a possibility. I wonder how, when, and where peace will be realized next. I wonder about technology, and its exponential power. I wonder about security, and it's association with innate rights. I wonder if these ideas are functional in a broad, interdimensional sense. I wonder...
What do you wonder about?
Wonder vs. Science?
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
#________
What is a hashtag?
A hashtag may be an emotional response; a connection to feelings past or future yearnings.
A hashtag can come at you from many angles; sometimes friendly, at others... not so.
A hashtag brings people together, connecting ideas through common interests.
A hashtag tears people apart, leaving the victor fearless & the former senseless.
Hashtags break down the pervasive cultural norms of yesteryear, perhaps forging a vision of openness and caring. Working the collective consciousness like a sculptor with her clay, these meshy boundaries function loosely as perpendicular jail bars. Needless to say, I have some reservations with their use, misuse & abuse.
Existentially, a hashtag may benefit a democratic society. Effectively implemented, bold in being, these warriors embody many communicative forms. Humor, tumult, creativity & virility come to mind when I ponder these spider webs; these phrases tangle and clarify [simultaneously] the blessings of & challenges we face as an increasingly digital people.
...on Networking our ideas & Networking our empathy...
A micro-society has formed this semester. It includes, but is not limited to, students of learning: Meta-learners. #Forthegoodofthecause
I see value in developing a positive sense of these interlocking window panes. Perhaps the vision crystallizes when passing through the lens of the HT. Is it possible that these lines embolden our personal connection to courage & voice? Eh-ch Tee's crest the levies of our international culture, seeping ever-so-exponentially into those who have chosen this social adaptation. #Whoops
H.abits T.antalize some while H.ardening T.hose who tend to use their energy for hatred. I believe that birds fly to feel the wind in their wings, and followers H.T. to voice their vision-opinions. For me, this wordy revolution may develop a hashtag system of justice. #Karma
Words.Are.Privileged.
These forests grow...their leaves like tags. When the wind blows, you may smell the scent of a H.T. from far away; nevertheless, powerful.
Division and multiplication aren't that different afterall. Quizas un Hastag es necesario a comunicar. #BoundaryFlex
So, what is a hashtag? It may be impossible to define as a rational function of collective behavior, but I am certain that with a little effort, the hashtag will continue evolving and daring the frontier of emotion, desire & written word. #toinfinityandbeyond
A hashtag may be an emotional response; a connection to feelings past or future yearnings.
A hashtag can come at you from many angles; sometimes friendly, at others... not so.
A hashtag brings people together, connecting ideas through common interests.
A hashtag tears people apart, leaving the victor fearless & the former senseless.
Hashtags break down the pervasive cultural norms of yesteryear, perhaps forging a vision of openness and caring. Working the collective consciousness like a sculptor with her clay, these meshy boundaries function loosely as perpendicular jail bars. Needless to say, I have some reservations with their use, misuse & abuse.
Existentially, a hashtag may benefit a democratic society. Effectively implemented, bold in being, these warriors embody many communicative forms. Humor, tumult, creativity & virility come to mind when I ponder these spider webs; these phrases tangle and clarify [simultaneously] the blessings of & challenges we face as an increasingly digital people.
...on Networking our ideas & Networking our empathy...
A micro-society has formed this semester. It includes, but is not limited to, students of learning: Meta-learners. #Forthegoodofthecause
I see value in developing a positive sense of these interlocking window panes. Perhaps the vision crystallizes when passing through the lens of the HT. Is it possible that these lines embolden our personal connection to courage & voice? Eh-ch Tee's crest the levies of our international culture, seeping ever-so-exponentially into those who have chosen this social adaptation. #Whoops
H.abits T.antalize some while H.ardening T.hose who tend to use their energy for hatred. I believe that birds fly to feel the wind in their wings, and followers H.T. to voice their vision-opinions. For me, this wordy revolution may develop a hashtag system of justice. #Karma
Words.Are.Privileged.
These forests grow...their leaves like tags. When the wind blows, you may smell the scent of a H.T. from far away; nevertheless, powerful.
Division and multiplication aren't that different afterall. Quizas un Hastag es necesario a comunicar. #BoundaryFlex
So, what is a hashtag? It may be impossible to define as a rational function of collective behavior, but I am certain that with a little effort, the hashtag will continue evolving and daring the frontier of emotion, desire & written word. #toinfinityandbeyond
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Black holes aren't all Black.
Performing at my highest potential motivates me. I choose to motivate myself towards unknown ends. How do I know when I perform at a variety of levels? What do I measure my performance with? Is it truly my performance I desire to measure? I'm not sure...
Maybe it's something more earthly, like sustainability or flow. Perhaps my measurement is of moments, memories, and love. In thinking, I become cerebral; but potentially there is more. Surely there is peaceful action that I can embody. Upon reflection, I reflect these ideas. But to Whom?
Beauty is an activation of the senses. I hope to celebrate these beauties by sharing them with others. What is beauty to you? How do you sense? What do you focus on? These questions evolve and pattern elaborate figures in my head. Some people use writing as an escape; others, a mechanism. Even others, to paint. Choosing to write helps me clarify my focus. Describing the world must serve some function. Why do I write?
Flexibility, Connection, and Creativity. Universes expand from singularities. Singularities exist because of an unforgettable inhale. Math and Science help construct my understanding of things, they do not limit it. I believe in the scientific method. I believe in the occult, or unexplainable. Beliefs coexist timelessly. When I attempt to unwind the differences, the beauty of the net diminishes. It is the web of truths that demonstrates an innate beauty; and in this peace of mind, I move resiliently forward.
Words can heal.
Maybe it's something more earthly, like sustainability or flow. Perhaps my measurement is of moments, memories, and love. In thinking, I become cerebral; but potentially there is more. Surely there is peaceful action that I can embody. Upon reflection, I reflect these ideas. But to Whom?
Beauty is an activation of the senses. I hope to celebrate these beauties by sharing them with others. What is beauty to you? How do you sense? What do you focus on? These questions evolve and pattern elaborate figures in my head. Some people use writing as an escape; others, a mechanism. Even others, to paint. Choosing to write helps me clarify my focus. Describing the world must serve some function. Why do I write?
Flexibility, Connection, and Creativity. Universes expand from singularities. Singularities exist because of an unforgettable inhale. Math and Science help construct my understanding of things, they do not limit it. I believe in the scientific method. I believe in the occult, or unexplainable. Beliefs coexist timelessly. When I attempt to unwind the differences, the beauty of the net diminishes. It is the web of truths that demonstrates an innate beauty; and in this peace of mind, I move resiliently forward.
Words can heal.
Monday, September 10, 2012
Ideas are like Original Gangstas
In confronting weakness, we confront strength.
This phrase has built up meaning for me lately. I can search for best practices in my day-to-day, and process many ideas. This online forum is one of freedom, idea-creating, sharing, and evolving. I choose today to write about the word 'blog'.
Each letter has a purpose.
B. = Bewildering. This electronic environment is bewildering for many people. Honestly, I consider myself one of these upon receiving approximately 50 media/picture messages at a time... Please, let me explain. I proudly own a phone from the stone age. This cellular functions at a very acceptable level, well... most of the time. A majority of my friends utilize a sensational, applicable, and evolutionary divine tool; namely, the iPhone. Tell me apple hasn't crept into our cultural landscape and I won't believe you. Unequivocally, I concede that their devices dwarf mine in processing speed, internet accessibility, and RicoSuaveness (yes, that's a word).
L. = Level-headed. Every intellectual excerpt we choose to share with others is bound to find a match. It's the internet... There are people that will read your post and agree with it. In a perfect and counter-balancing physical-law-kind-of-way, some are bound to disagree. For me, one purpose of typing is to communicate.
I'm about spent, we'll have to get to O.G. later. That's funny, we started with confronting weaknesses and strengths, and we ended with Original Gangstas.
This phrase has built up meaning for me lately. I can search for best practices in my day-to-day, and process many ideas. This online forum is one of freedom, idea-creating, sharing, and evolving. I choose today to write about the word 'blog'.
Each letter has a purpose.
B. = Bewildering. This electronic environment is bewildering for many people. Honestly, I consider myself one of these upon receiving approximately 50 media/picture messages at a time... Please, let me explain. I proudly own a phone from the stone age. This cellular functions at a very acceptable level, well... most of the time. A majority of my friends utilize a sensational, applicable, and evolutionary divine tool; namely, the iPhone. Tell me apple hasn't crept into our cultural landscape and I won't believe you. Unequivocally, I concede that their devices dwarf mine in processing speed, internet accessibility, and RicoSuaveness (yes, that's a word).
L. = Level-headed. Every intellectual excerpt we choose to share with others is bound to find a match. It's the internet... There are people that will read your post and agree with it. In a perfect and counter-balancing physical-law-kind-of-way, some are bound to disagree. For me, one purpose of typing is to communicate.
I'm about spent, we'll have to get to O.G. later. That's funny, we started with confronting weaknesses and strengths, and we ended with Original Gangstas.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
A rebellion from rebellion
A wise man once said... "Before you proverb, you need clearance from the proverb police"...
For me, associating concepts equals defining boundaries. I learn about counseling theories, and look inward. I find a rebellious child, a free child, a powerless child, and an adaptive child. These children all live in harmony, and under surveillance. My task today is to decipher and ponder the similarities and differences between my free child ego state and my rebellious child ego state; nonetheless, in a public forum. Rebellion comes to my mind first. The mere fact that rebellious child ego state exists in me must mean that there is an injustice occurring, something unfair. If I rebel against this injustice, justice will occur: this is my simple process. Step two: I am free if I rebel. But am I?
If rebellion equals freedom in my mind, does that mean I am not free if I do not rebel against something, someone, some idea? My desire is to be free. Free from what, though?
My desire is to be free from... injustice, pain, hurt, suffering... is this realistic, though? These things exist, whether or not I desire them to or not. If it is this desire to be free from them that ironically creates them, could not a lack of desire make them disappear for me?
So what I've written about is a rebellion in itself, a rebellion from rebelling. I am certainly perceiving myself differently than others perceive me. So what does it matter if I perceive myself as a rebel. What if I were to perceive myself as free, free from the confines of rebellion... I like the sound of that.
For me, associating concepts equals defining boundaries. I learn about counseling theories, and look inward. I find a rebellious child, a free child, a powerless child, and an adaptive child. These children all live in harmony, and under surveillance. My task today is to decipher and ponder the similarities and differences between my free child ego state and my rebellious child ego state; nonetheless, in a public forum. Rebellion comes to my mind first. The mere fact that rebellious child ego state exists in me must mean that there is an injustice occurring, something unfair. If I rebel against this injustice, justice will occur: this is my simple process. Step two: I am free if I rebel. But am I?
If rebellion equals freedom in my mind, does that mean I am not free if I do not rebel against something, someone, some idea? My desire is to be free. Free from what, though?
My desire is to be free from... injustice, pain, hurt, suffering... is this realistic, though? These things exist, whether or not I desire them to or not. If it is this desire to be free from them that ironically creates them, could not a lack of desire make them disappear for me?
So what I've written about is a rebellion in itself, a rebellion from rebelling. I am certainly perceiving myself differently than others perceive me. So what does it matter if I perceive myself as a rebel. What if I were to perceive myself as free, free from the confines of rebellion... I like the sound of that.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Geeky and Weird, both Complements.
I just watched a documentary called 'The Primacy of Consciousness'. I highly recommend it to anyone who has interest in the meshing of spirituality and science.
One person believes the speed of light equals the manifestation of the ratio between space and time... whoa.
I am comforted to hear others with a similar motivation to realize the full potential of being human. We create so much positivity and love. When I am personally challenged, I hope to recognize this challenge as an opportunity to grow, evolve, and create well-balanced solutions: both internally and externally. Other words for solutions could be realizations or awarenesses. Recognizing the forms and functions of consciousness and energy is one step. Creating an environment in which this consciousness and energy can optimally collaborate is another. Being actively involved in the process of awareness is a third step. Humility and courage seem to come into all of the above.
One remarkable realization, in the realm of perception, appears to me in the environment of my own 'desire to know'. Information is becoming more and more accessible with each passing moment. Knowledge is power, proverbs anyone?
The words 'Knowing' and 'Nowing' are so close in spelling, there seems to me a remote association. 'Nowing' (for me) is simply an aware participation in each moment. Knowing (for me) appears to be a delusion. What do we really know? Is the scientific method utilized by the modern world learning about the important info? Or do mystics and religions have it right?
I am deeply intrigued by the study of 'Knowing' (and 'Nowing'). One of my favorite quotes speaks to the importance of curiosity..."Keep asking questions, the best ones don't have answers."
One person believes the speed of light equals the manifestation of the ratio between space and time... whoa.
I am comforted to hear others with a similar motivation to realize the full potential of being human. We create so much positivity and love. When I am personally challenged, I hope to recognize this challenge as an opportunity to grow, evolve, and create well-balanced solutions: both internally and externally. Other words for solutions could be realizations or awarenesses. Recognizing the forms and functions of consciousness and energy is one step. Creating an environment in which this consciousness and energy can optimally collaborate is another. Being actively involved in the process of awareness is a third step. Humility and courage seem to come into all of the above.
One remarkable realization, in the realm of perception, appears to me in the environment of my own 'desire to know'. Information is becoming more and more accessible with each passing moment. Knowledge is power, proverbs anyone?
The words 'Knowing' and 'Nowing' are so close in spelling, there seems to me a remote association. 'Nowing' (for me) is simply an aware participation in each moment. Knowing (for me) appears to be a delusion. What do we really know? Is the scientific method utilized by the modern world learning about the important info? Or do mystics and religions have it right?
I am deeply intrigued by the study of 'Knowing' (and 'Nowing'). One of my favorite quotes speaks to the importance of curiosity..."Keep asking questions, the best ones don't have answers."
Monday, August 20, 2012
Life is like a roadtrip...
Boxes of chocolates are not my favorite. I prefer a trailmix of almonds, raisins, peanuts, and fiber sticks.
The spectacle of navigation still baffles me. We have moved, nay... bulleted from paper maps to real-time satellite programs that coordinate our sometimes ambitious expectations with our eventual reality. I'm a slave to technology, but a slave by choice. Even in the most simple mental map preparation, my first step invariably includes, "visiting MapQuest, printing directions". We are collectively re-allocating our brain resources to more pressing matters... for example, which restaurant to dine at (of course, via the AroundMe app). Simple beauty may now be more accessible to us all. It is our coined 'tech-slavery' that empowers us to decide more succinctly, and experience life most creatively.
I want to celebrate the roadtrip. Every turn (right or left) opens possibilities. Every moment enlightens us to a changing landscape, a 'refreshed' perspective. I am truly blessed to continue growing, each day anew.
The spectacle of navigation still baffles me. We have moved, nay... bulleted from paper maps to real-time satellite programs that coordinate our sometimes ambitious expectations with our eventual reality. I'm a slave to technology, but a slave by choice. Even in the most simple mental map preparation, my first step invariably includes, "visiting MapQuest, printing directions". We are collectively re-allocating our brain resources to more pressing matters... for example, which restaurant to dine at (of course, via the AroundMe app). Simple beauty may now be more accessible to us all. It is our coined 'tech-slavery' that empowers us to decide more succinctly, and experience life most creatively.
I want to celebrate the roadtrip. Every turn (right or left) opens possibilities. Every moment enlightens us to a changing landscape, a 'refreshed' perspective. I am truly blessed to continue growing, each day anew.
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