All Discovery Is Accidental

No one creates from nothing. The only thing that seems to come from nothing is the thing that inspires the “something” that builds on the somethings before. That thing is, by name, discovery. No composer in the history of man has created from nothing. Single-note chants developed naturally from man’s native instrument, the voice. People listened, some patterns struck the minds and hearts of a few of those people, who went on to write their own variations. During this process of “building upon” preexisting creations, a composer might push something a bit further, or accidentally happen upon something wonderful. Therefore, creation is not creation at all, but only discovery of something that had not been done before, but for which the potential existed within the bordered world: sound waves follow certain laws and possesses certain limitations. Only that once we found that the human voice also had limitations, we found that there were many ways to create sound waves and manipulate them to produce music. You might imagine it as a picture frame. The four walls of the frame represent the limits of the natural world, in this case specifically referring to the limits of sound waves as physics predisposes them to. The human race began at the very center of the frame, like a point in mathematics which in some senses doesn’t exist but our mind cannot comprehend infinite smallness; suffice it to say, we began the smallest that we know–language. Language is a very, very primal form of sound wave manipulation, it cares not for the integrity of the sounds themselves, but rather for the integrity of the concepts that the words’ sounds represents. That is to say, once those sounds have formed a coherent explication of an idea a person wants to get across–for example, we want someone to make these sticks to become a campfire, so we create the verb “light” for this purpose, and once it is created and the thought is communicated, we are satisfied and don’t ask more questions about the sounds we just manipulated to produce the word. We even invented the word “love” to describe a feeling that cannot be defined, but can only be felt. The word is not the object, it is rather the most simplistic expression of something for pragmatic purposes.

However, music takes things one step further; it’s not that language is devoid of auditory emotion, but rather its focus is not on the emotions of the sounds but on a practical purpose. Music is the study and expansion of sounds to their full potential.

 

  1. Something preexists (the paragraphs above an attempt to prove that mankind creates nothing, but rather discovers preexisting somethings).
  2. This something attracts humans in a very inexplicable way: it is an “ideal,” and every human has an awareness of these ideals built into their brains. (the fact that people can even understand the language associated with its supposed qualities is evidence of this)
  3. Human limitations to fully consummate themselves with these ideals are caused by death. (there simply is not enough time, and the time we do have is fraught with difficulties that are symptoms of our coming death) –– (in Genesis 3, the disconnect between people and whatever?)
  4. Evil in the world springs forth from two presuppositions:
    1) That something has limits and human limitations are in fact synonymous with those limits. (pride, talented people who committed great atrocities, that quote from Battlestar Galactica––”I just want to….” We all want to break free, but it is death that limits us and that we want freedom from, not the limits of human potential. Thinking that we have already reached the limit of human potential leads us to feel that life itself is evil in that those limitations are built into it; (my point, again, is that the fact that you’ve “reached” those limits and still long for more is a testament that there are no such limits; only death limits us from finding a way to reach further) there is more potential and you simply have not done enough to reach it, and the fault lies with the limits imposed upon us by death’s existence. To believe that you could reach that potential easily if only life were not against you is arrogance, and it leads to every negative aspect of a human’s character: anger, frustration, hate, vengeance, jealousy. Instead of blaming your own lack of growth toward human potential, you blame it on anything else that belongs in the realm of life (such as those who claim that Lady GaGa and Katy Perry, or anyone, are part of the Illuminati). What we should be saying is: Life is good and full of chances to reach our human potential; death is evil for cutting life short. In this way, we will always struggle with ourselves for our tendency to give in to this misunderstand, placing the blame on life instead of death, because we know that only when we swap our understand, believe in the good of life and the evil of death can we break our initial limitations and reach closer to human potential).
    2) Death is our destination. (Life is moving in a direction, as I mentioned in #1 & 2, and it is “outward,” or “farther.” Death cuts short its positive, “forward-moving” magnetism. If you believe death is the final destination, then other negative aspects of the human character come up that are self-focused: depression, anxiety, shame, because you will feel that every negative effect of death (and the fall) are just signs that life is moving downward toward death; that it’s native direction is into the black and so life is meaningless. There is no point if we all end at death anyway.)
  5. This all corresponds with the biblical account of Genesis 2 and 3.

 

I know all of this from personal experience, and study famous people (writer, artist, celebrity, anyone who has talked about or expressed themselves) and categorize them into #1 and #2: Alexander the Great, Solomon,

The Disconnect: Lack of connection leading to atrocities.

Nero? Shooters? The dark side of humanities.

 

(shall we include quantifiable research?)

 

If you want to know how to deal with reaching your potential, check out book two!

  1. God and astrology
  2. North Node and South Node? and Destiny

06-27-2017

My mind is overwhelmed.

I woke up this morning with an impending feeling of meaninglessness, wondering again why, if everything people are doing day in and day out is meaningless, my aspirations possess any meaning?

I also realized that me just trying to keep up with the intelligence of the students is a cause for concern; it makes me realize that what most of the education world is doing in order to make their schools marketable–to the world and to the parents–is allowing intellect, as a muscle and as a collective body of knowledge, atrophy.

Education should never be viewed in terms of rank, marketability, modernism, progress, or any of the thousand of other things it has been viewed in terms of since the Age of Aquarius began. The motivation behind society’s preservation of the value of education has rarely been pure: for the elite, a desire for power and for the masses, a desire for freedom from oppression. Upon further examination, however, these two seemingly different motivations can be seen as one in the same.

Power, whether intellectual, military, or monetary, is rarely a desire to oppress those above them, but an aimless “shot into the dark” at breaking through the glass ceiling of human limitation. No human being looks down or backward to find their motivation. All look above them and forward; that is the nature of time and of life. For the masses, there are people above and in front of them; they are surrounded by those who seem to have more than they, and so they set them as either a goal to aspire to or as an enemy to be overtaken. For the elite, however, they have few above or in front of them, so they are no longer distracted by this straw man. They have no one to aspire to or overtake beside God himself. They challenge the very tenets of human existence: how much power can one person attain in his lifetime or even a thousand lifetimes? Let us reach God, or Let us overtake God.

The masses seek freedom from the oppression of the elite, and the elite seek freedom from the oppression of human existence. Both seek freedom from the very thing that defines us. As humans, we are at once oppressed and limited. Such is the consequence of the existence of evil.

Those who accept the reality will be free from such desires. However, how is one to live with the fatalistic view that all human endeavor is simply desperation and so can be qualified as a low-level desire–that is to say, ineffectual and consequently, pointless. The answer is faith in the existence of good to maintain a balance with evil. Whether or not you believe that the good will one day overcome the evil (as Christians do), if you prefer to see yourself not fall to the baseness of evil, you believe in good, use your life to pursue it, and offer a lifeline to those below and behind you to join you in your quest.

06.21.2017

The development of cognitive strategies can be included in my kids curriculum, which I can develop whilst working with Cherry’s son as well as the girls at 黄寺大街, provided they book the class. However, for James’ class, I ………

EMOTIONAL, EXISTENTIAL BREAKDOWN.

 

Articles and books from today:

http://www.hoagiesgifted.org/hg_at_home.htm

http://educationnext.org/challenging-the-gifted/

Genesis 2:4–

http://www.talkorigins.org/faqs/hovind.html

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In Daoist creation myth, “The Way gave birth to unity; unity gave birth to duality; duality gave birth to trinity; trinity gave birth to the myriad creatures.” (Daodejing, 4th century BCE)[17]

http://www.biblearchaeology.org/post/2005/12/26/From-What-Did-Moses-Compose-Genesis.aspx#Article

II Peter 1:20-21

I know that true freedom is numbness to anything that does not reach toward truth, anything that says, “Yes, this life is just what it is; so I will make it as good as possible and enjoy that kind of happiness.” The life even at its best is NOT the best, and the happiness is not REAL happiness. They are distractions, and though the end result is pointing toward a truth that human beings are perfect and beautiful creations, they are not in and of themselves sufficient for us to grab hold of that truth.

Those who are beneath others look up to those above them and so they hold on to the hope that if they can reach higher they will take part in that supreme joy of being perfect and being more close to what we all innately feel we should be. Those near the top, however, look above them and see nothing but an endless road, leading toward a lit point that never grows, that is infinitely far away. It is there, it exists, but no one can reach it. There are always mistakes that hold us back, always wrongs that distract us, and so we can never reach even the FULL potential of a human being during the years we are alive. At that point, they begin to ask themselves, “If we cannot reach that point while we are alive, then why try at all?” Like students year after year studying for an exam; once you “pass” you are told that it is a placement exam with an infinite amount of questions and there is not way to finish all of them and get 100%. You can neither pass nor fail, you just “do your best” and then it’s over. Like life, doing your best then dying seems grim for those who don’t like the idea of running a wheel and going nowhere.

Where else can I put my hope? I suppose I’m not sure I believe or not in God, the source and end of my energy and objectives—and therein the problem lies.

PB: lost in the desert

I was searching for books by Benjamin Bloom, and it wasn’t the lack of free ebooks that disappointed me, but first the lack of PAID ebooks and THEN the lack of PHYSICAL COPIES available ANYWHERE online. I couldn’t believe it. In their place, I found endless reviews and critiques of his work. People are “talking loud, not saying much;” they constantly focus on what’s wrong in his work instead of writing down arguments proving what’s RIGHT. It annoys me to no end.

But my annoyance is beside the point. I am alone in a desert, lost for a solid direction, and frustrated that I can’t grasp a rock as I climb up this cliff alone.