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Read this to gain some intuition about the difference between supervised and unsupervised learning.
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Read this to gain some intuition on how generative adversarial networks solve problems.
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This book explores the question of why some regions of the world developed and expanded faster than others.
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A book about psychological truths that we tend to pretend don’t exist but are more or less obvious, much like the saying “the elephant in the room”. Hence the title, the elephant in the brain.
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This book touches on the recent developments in some American universities, and try to identify some of the causal mechanisms that give rise to the “… new problems on campus, [which] have their origins in three terrible ideas that have become increasingly woven into American childhood and education: What doesn’t kill you makes you weaker; always trust your feelings; and life is a battle between good people and evil people. These three Great Untruths contradict basic psychological principles about well-being and ancient wisdom from many cultures. Embracing these untruths—and the resulting culture of safetyism—interferes with young people’s social, emotional, and intellectual development. It makes it harder for them to become autonomous adults who are able to navigate the bumpy road of life.”
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• Statistical models consistently outperform - and are much more consistent - than experts in low validity environments. Example: for medical school admissions, adding interviews at the end and giving interviewers the final say of who’s accepted injects bias and uncertainties into the process, and the quality of candidates generally suffers as a result • Questions in an interview should be as objective as possible. It has been shown that scores accumulated from these more objective results can make useful predictions, whereas results based purely on somewhat unstructured interviews aren’t predictive of future success. Objective questions are also better guides for intuitive judgements - which perform on par with the scoring mechanism
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This book sees how religion evolved alongside humans, from hunter gatherer tribes to civilizations. More emphasis on the monotheist Abrahamic religions.
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This book touches on the recent developments in some American universities, and tries to identify some of the causal mechanisms that give rise to the “… new problems on campus, [which] have their origins in three terrible ideas that have become increasingly woven into American childhood and education: What doesn’t kill you makes you weaker; always trust your feelings; and life is a battle between good people and evil people. These three Great Untruths contradict basic psychological principles about well-being and ancient wisdom from many cultures. Embracing these untruths—and the resulting culture of safetyism—interferes with young people’s social, emotional, and intellectual development. It makes it harder for them to become autonomous adults who are able to navigate the bumpy road of life.”
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A book about psychological truths that we tend to pretend don’t exist but are more or less obvious, much like the saying “the elephant in the room”. Hence the title, the elephant in the brain.
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This book sees how religion evolved alongside humans, from hunter gatherer tribes to civilizations. More emphasis on the monotheist Abrahamic religions.
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This book explores the question of why some regions of the world developed and expanded faster than others.
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A book about happiness that uses a clever metaphor to describe the conflict between primitive motives and conscious thought.
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Cosmos, Carl Sagan
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When encountered with inevitable “loss” (a loved one, youth, etc.), think of it instead as returned. It was never yours in the first place; you don’t own what you can’t control. Be grateful for it while it’s there; accept it when it goes.
Book notes 2022/2023 P1
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How to create a good habit The 1st Law: Make It Obvious 1.1: Fill out the Habits Scorecard. Write down your current habits to become aware of them. 1.2: Use implementation intentions: “I will (BEHAVIOR] at TIME] in [LOCATION].’ 1.3: Use habit stacking: “After [CURRENT HABIT], I will [NEW HABIT. 1.4: Design your environment. Make the cues of good habits obvious and visible.
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The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
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Drunk, Edward Slingerland
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Book notes 2024 p3
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A fundamental postulate of sociology is that a human institution cannot rest upon error and falsehood; if it did, it could not endure. If it had not been grounded in the nature of things, those very things would hinder its perpetuation.
Disagree. Institutions can rest in falsehood, so long as that falsehood provides an adaptive benefit. In the short term, this can work; it’s true, however, that long term those falsehoods will clash with reality. The human condition itself—the biological condition even—is rested on falsehood: each biological agent acts under the inherent assumption that they—or their offspring—are the most important biological agent there is. Otherwise, they would cease to exist.
“Religious conceptions aim above all to express and explain not what is exceptional and abnormal but what is constant and regular.”
This reminds of an analogy Tolstoy made, where what is remembered by history is that which grabs the most attention (the exceptional and abnormal). History is like a forest, and the attention grabbing stuff is what we see on the horizon of the forest’s surface (the leaves and trunks), and to characterize a forest by its leaves is to miss the dense activity that occurs beneath.
Religions do not require belief in spiritual beings. Consider Buddhism, with its four noble truths: 1) the existence of suffering is tied to the perpetual change of things; 2) suffering is caused by desire; 3) the only way to end suffering is to suppress desire; and 4) uprightness, meditation, and wisdom (full knowledge of the doctrine) must be followed to approach nirvana.
Desire implies that there is a time (that is not the present) at which you will be more happy, which means you must be less happy with the present.
A fundamental religious belief is the duality of the sacred and profane. Man creates a chasm between these two, for if they mingle the water is muddied and confusion is introduced in what to strive for or avoid, but they both also need each other, for without the profane there would be no need for the sacred, and the worship of the sacred is what defines religions.
Yin and yang
Animism
One theory for animism involves the idea of souls (that can posses us or others) arising due dreaming. Used as a way to explain dreaming, the theory goes that the soul roams around while the dreamer sleeps. Durkheim refutes this. Our dreams involve others, but if we were to ask others whether their souls saw ours in the dream, the dreams wouldn’t coincide. Also, just because we don’t understand something, doesn’t mean we feel the need to explain it. The Sun was thought to be only several feet in diameter for much of humanity’s history. If the unknown about something does nothing to hinder us, the unknown can remain hidden for all we care.
“While the Australian has quite a strong inclination to represent his totem, he does not do so in order to have a portrait before his eyes that perpetually renews the sensation of it; he does so simply because he feels the need to represent the idea he has by means of an outward physical sign, no matter what that sign may be.”
Early totems were and symboles derived from it were not precise for some Australians like they were in America. Symbols could even change, but the clan members’ attitudes towards it would remain constant.
In early Australian totemism, “cults are juxtaposed but not interpenetrating. The totem of a clan is fully sacred only for that clan…Each of them is imagined as being irreducible to similar groups that are radically discontinuous with it and constitutions what amounts to a distinct realm. Under these conditions, it would occur to no one that these heterogeneous worlds were only different manifestations of one and the same fundamental force.”
Much like the religious landscape of today.
During these congregations, participants often get carried away. Typical taboos , like the intermingling of the sexes (which during normal times remain separate), trading of wives, and the odd engagement in incestuous relations (which are normally strictly forbidden)
Sounds like the typical rave
“When the civilizing hero Mangakunjerkunja gave a personal churinga to each member of the Kangaroo clan, he spoke these words: ‘Here is the body of a kangaroo.’ In this way, the churinga is the body of the ancestor, the actual individual, and the totemic animal, all at once.”
Similar to Christianity, where participants are given the body of Christ. Also similar to the holy trinity, where the ancestor is like the father, the individual the son, and the totemic animal the Holy Spirit. The force connecting the three is God, or, equivalently, the society
“The determinism that reigns in that world of representations is thus far more supple than the determinism that is roots in our flesh-and-blood constitution, and it leaves the agent with a justified impression of greater liberty.”
Religious and profane life do not cohere. To establish authority, the sacred must be established in space—temples or sanctuaries—and in time—holy days. These delineations in space and time make the sacred more tangible; separating the greatness of the group from the feebleness of the individuals. Utility for the group versus utility for individuals.
The delineations can blend into each other. One can perform personal religious rites at home or daily. But these will always be second tier to rites performed in temples or on holy days.
“Cause is force before it has manifested the power that is in it. Effect is the same power, but actualized.”
Potential energy versus kinetic.
The physical efficacy of religious practices ascribed by the faithful is an interpretation that masks their true function: “to remake individually and groups morally.” That is, to sustain and proliferate the identity of the group.
Think religious wears: hijabs or turbans; circumcision; baptism; fasts: ramadan, lent.
Group mythology revitalizes the collective spirit and maintains collective beliefs, generally by recounting stories of past. The further back the story goes and the more formidable the feats, the more inspired one’s faith.
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“I have no real friends in all the Worlds.” - Vaishravana (God of material wealth)
“Others have laboured, and you have entered into their labour.”
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“Love that is kindled by virtue, will, in another, find reply, as long as that love’s flame appears without.”
Love flourishes when service is done for others, done for the without
Virgil talks of the first circle of hell from which he resides, referring to it as a “blind prison.” Reminiscent of Plato’s cave.
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“Even the wisest people are roused to rage, which trickles into you sweeter than honey, and inside your body it swells like smoke…” (18.135-139)
Very similar to the Buddha quote: Anger is like a honey-tipped arrow with a poison root.
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“Essential categories are independent, unitary, and continuous. They exist without any dependence on anything other than themselves for existence. This includes their lack of dependence on perceptions or thoughts, which is why essentialism must entail a metaphysical (i.e., nonempirical) claim.”
The essence of something cannot be confirmed by perceptions, it exists independent of them.
“The object-subject divide, when reified, gives rise to all kind of logical problems, and several practical problems besides. To remove it is to remove potentially unnecessary (and sometimes unhelpful) conceptual baggage. In other words, contingentism invites us to live without certain familiar but dubious assumptions, thus potentially enriching our lives as well as our views of the lives of other beings.”
I agree that removing these dualistic assumptions seems to approach truth, but what kinds of problems will arise from their removal? Could it create more problems than it solves?
Signal transduction: “The [ORGANISM] [SENSES AND RESPONDS] to the [ENVIRONMENT].”
“The search for fundamental particles—conceived of as the ‘building block of atoms’—can be a search for something indivisible. Space-occupying particles can always be decomposed—if not empirically, then rationally—into even smaller parts.”
As per Einstein, matter itself (i.e., some aggregation of mass) is really energy in a more concentrated form.
Just as two magnets of same pole are brought together, and there is a repellent field holding them apart, we could consider their boundaries to actually extend beyond their visible surfaces to include a ‘field’, which is just air. “This is in a crude sense how we might imagine atoms, bounding them as spheres, thought the sphere has no surface but is simply a way of describing how close two nuclei might be able to come to one another. In that sense, the space-filling property of atoms does not describe its own ‘actual volume’ calculated from some bounded surface; rather, volume is relative, in that it is the relation between nuclei.”
The volume of some ‘fundamental’ particle depends on its relation with other particles, which makes it non-fundamental
“[A process such as the establishment of the first law of thermodynamics] does not describe a prior separation from and subsequent revelation of the structure of the universe as it is. Such a process is better described as a full participation in a universe that is rendered explicable, predictable, and understandable by virtue of the participation. It is our very intimacy with and participation in ‘what is’ that gives rise to this very real, regular, and predictable world.”
Is the first law an inherent property of the universe? Or is it just a pattern, a regularity also immersed in the universe which we participate within? Was the first law revealed to us, or did our participation render it so? Doesn’t this imply some causality…?
To preserve the vastness of what is is (existence itself), we try to assert its independence from us. But that ironically constrains the vastness by imposing assumptions upon it (whether it be “a something” or “a nothing”). It also assumes what it means for “what is” to be, like for it to be independent. “Contingentism helps preserve the vastness of what is by questioning these very assumptions.”
Norbert Wiener, the father of cybernetics, wrote in 1948 that “Information is information, not matter or energy.” Information was thus described as its own quantity, with sensing being a kind of information processing.
Deeply wrong
“Energy is associated with the chemical bonds of the atoms in gasoline. So this chemical energy is associated with the relationship of the atoms. But most often you like to say that there is energy in your gallon of gasoline.” - David Jeffrey
So there is a potential of energy—a potential of movement—associated with the chemical structure. That energy is contingent on those chemical bonds—it depends on them (among other things, such as their ignition)
If we see the world as:
“In either case, the confusion is created by thinking of energy and form as separable from one another, when they are not.
Energy and information are not two separate things.
The physical-psychological divide:
What if we could have both?
The contingentist account of sensing describes phenomena not as intrinsically existing, nor as interacting, reactive, or changed or transformed over time. The contingentist contends that phenomena arise anew each instant, and this “arising anew” occurs dependently—“that is, phenomena bring each other newly into being in each instant.”
“What do organisms depend on? They depend on delineations of distinct spatial boundaries and temporal continuity. The organism-as-subject depends on the sense that experiences arise from a locus, whether material or immaterial. Finally, whereas the organism-as-object depends on material and energy flows, the organism-as-subject depends additionally on the experience of the nexus of such flows as a separate, intrinsically existent thing.”
“The world is not an illusion.”
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To feel one’s way out of the mystery of consciousness, one must find that the key lies not in “the stuff out of which brains are made, but the patterns that can come to exist inside the stuff of a brain.”
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“An embodied being can never relinquish actions completely; to relinquish the results of actions is all that can be required.”
One cannot live without acting. But one can live without being attached to outcome and inhabiting earnestly the present
Happiness
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“You live in illusions and the appearance of things. There is a Reality, you are that Reality. When you recognize this you will realize that you are nothing, and being nothing, you are everything. That is all.” - Kalu Rinpoche
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#The Tao of Physics, Fritjof Capra
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“Though leaves are many, the root is one; Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun; Now I may wither into the truth.”
“And all their helms of silver hovering side by side And all their eyes still fixed, hoping to find one more, Being by Cavalry’s turbulence unsatisfied, The uncontrollable mystery on the bestial floor.”
Those that I fight I do not hate, That that I guard I do not love,
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A lonely impulse of delight Drew me to this tumult of clouds;
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Discovered that my thoughts, not it, Are but a narrow pound.
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There’s not a thing but love can make The world a narrow pound.
‘Though logic-choppers rule the town, And every man and maid and boy Has marked a distant object down, And aimless joy is a pure joy,’
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‘And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey. If little planned is little sinned But little need the grave distress. What’s dying but a second wind?
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… Knowledge he shall unwind Through victories of the mind, Till, clambering at the cradle-side, He dreams himself his mother’s pride, All knowledge lost in trance Of sweeter ignorance.
On the grey rock of Cashel I suddenly saw
A Sphinx with woman breast and lion paw,
A Buddha, hand at rest,
Hand lifted up that blest;
And right between these two a girl at play
That, it may be, had danced her life away,
For now being dead it seemed
That she of dancing dreamed.
Although I saw it all in the mind’s eye
There can be nothing solider till I die;
I saw it by the moon’s light
Now at its fifteenth night.
One lashed her tail; her eyes lit by the moon
Gazed upon all things known, all things unknown,
In triumph of intellect
With motionless head erect.
That other’s moonlit eyeballs never moved,
Being fixed on all things loved, all things unloved,
Yet little peace he had,
For all that love are sad.
O little did they care who danced between,
And little she by whom her dance was seen
So she had outdanced thought.
Body perfection brought,
For what but eye and ear silence the mind
With the minute particulars of mankind?
Mind moved yet seemed to stop
As ’twere a spinning-top.
In contemplation had those three so wrought
Upon a moment, and so stretched it out
That they, time overthrown,
Were dead yet flesh and bone
“Consume my heart away; sick with desire And fastened to a dying animal It knows not what it is, and gather me Into the artifice of eternity.”
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Give place to an indifferent multitude, give place To brazen hawks. Nor self-delighting reverie, Nor hate of what’s to come, nor pity for what’s gone, Nothing but grip of claw, and the eye’s complacency, The innumerable clanging wings that have put out the moon.”
… Labour is blossoming or dancing where
The body is not bruised to pleasure soul,
Nor beauty born out of its own despair,
Nor blear-eyed wisdom out of midnight oil.
O chestnut tree, great rooted blossomer,
Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?
O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,
How can we know the dancer from the dance?
I could recover if I shrieked My heart’s agony To passing bird, but I am dumb From human dignity
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Such thought, that in it bound I need no other thing, Wound in mind’s wandering As mummies in the mummy-cloth are wound.
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My Self. A living man is blind and drinks his drop. What matter if the ditches are impure? What matter if I live it all once more? Endure that toil of growing up; The ignominy of boyhood; the distress Of boyhood changing into man; The unfinished man and his pain Brought face to face with his own clumsiness;
The finished man among his enemies?— How in the name of Heaven can he escape That defiling and disfigured shape The mirror of malicious eyes Casts upon his eyes until at last He thinks that shape must be his shape? And what’s the good of an escape If honour find him in the wintry blast?
I am content to live it all again And yet again, if it be life to pitch Into the frog-spawn of a blind man’s ditch, A blind man battering blind men; Or into that most fecund ditch of all, The folly that man does Or must suffer, if he woos A proud woman not kindred of his soul.
I am content to follow to its source Every event in action or in thought; Measure the lot; forgive myself the lot! When such as I cast out remorse So great a sweetness flows into the breast We must laugh and we must sing, We are blest by everything, Everything we look upon is blest.
… I declare this tower is my symbol; I declare This winding, gyring, spiring treadmill of a stair is my ancestral stair; …
We that have done and thought, That have thought and done, Must ramble, and thin out, Like milk spilt on a stone.
… And half a dozen in formation there, That seemed to whirl upon a compass-point, Found certainty upon the dreaming air …
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His little throat labours with inspiration; every feather On throat & breast & wings vibrates with the effluence Divine. All Nature listens silent to him, & the awful Sun Stands still upon the Mountain looking on this little Bird With eyes of soft humility & wonder, love & awe.
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Thou perceivest the Flowers out forth their precious Odours, And none can tell how from so small a center comes such sweets, Forgetting that within that Center Eternity expands
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love All pray in their distress; And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness.
For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love Is God, our father dear, And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love Is Man, his child and care.
For Mercy has a human heart, Pity a human face, And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.
Then every man, of every clime, That prays in his distress, Prays to the human form divine, Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
And all must love the human form, In heathen, Turk, or Jew; Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell There God is dwelling too.
When the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And everything else is still.
‘Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies.’
‘No, no, let us play, for it is yet day, And we cannot go to sleep; Besides, in the sky the little birds fly, And the hills are all cover’d with sheep.’
‘Well, well, go and play till the light fades away, And then go home to bed.’ The little ones leapèd and shoutèd and laugh’d And all the hills echoèd.
Youth of delight! come hither And see the opening morn, Image of Truth new-born. Doubt is fled, and clouds of reason, Dark disputes and artful teazing. Folly is an endless maze; Tangled roots perplex her ways; How many have fallen there! They stumble all night over bones of the dead; And feel–they know not what but care; And wish to lead others, when they should be led.
… From the depths of dark solitude. From The eternal abode in my holiness, Hidden set apart in my stern counsels Reserv’d for the days of futurity, I have sought for a joy without pain,
For a solid without fluctuation Why will you die O Eternals? Why live in unquenchable burnings? …
Mock on, mock on, Voltaire, Rousseau; Mock on, mock on; ‘tis all in vain! You throw the sand against the wind, And the wind blows it back again.
And every sand becomes a gem Reflected in the beams divine; Blown back they blind the mocking eye, But still in Israel’s paths they shine.
The Atoms of Democritus And Newton’s Particles of Light Are sands upon the Red Sea shore, Where Israel’s tents do shine so bright.
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“Randomness is merely the limit case of order, which is the universal norm. Indeed, true randomness is a theoretical construct that does not exist.”
Simplicity is the limit case of complexity, which is the norm, where complexity is cleaved off in an attempt to make the unintelligible intelligible. Simplicity is always a feature of the model, not of the reality modelled
Summary of hemisphere differences
The LH is optimistic, lacking insights to its limitations; the RH is realistic, but tends towards pessimism
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“The musician does not only manipulate the instrument like a separate object, but lives in it like a limb and inhabits the expressive musical space it opens.” - Behnke
Three phases of creativity:
“[The subliminal self] knows better how to divine than the conscious self, since it succeeds where that has failed. In a word, is not the subliminal self superior to the conscious self?” — Poincaré
“You are a philosopher, Dr Johnson. I have tried too in my time to be a philosopher; but, I don’t know how, cheerfulness was always breaking in.” (Boswel, Life of Johnson)
Three RH functions impacted by schizophrenia (and modern culture): sustained attention, the ability to read faces, and empathy
One schizophrenic patient described by Saas reported that ‘the world consists of tools, and … everything that we glance at has some utilization.’
LH dominated activity leads to a loss of uniqueness (and thus uncertainty) in exchange for increased generality and perceived certainty, where uniqueness is transmuted into abstract categories. People lose their individuality and become typical of a certain class of people.
“Let us, then, understand our condition: we are something and we are not everything. Such being as we have removes us from knowledge of first principles, which arise out of nothingness. And the smallness of our being conceals from us the sight of the infinite.” — Pascal
Truth as a process of revealing itself to us only through our experience. The Greek word for truth, aletheia, literally means ‘un-forgetting’
Example of epigenetics: a fruit fly was stressed during development (the pupae were heat shocked) leading to abnormal wing veins. In 14 generations of consecutive heat shocking, the next generation inherited the abnormality even without heat shocking, meaning the gene had been altered directly by the environment, i.e., not only by random mutation.
In regards to scientific papers, “the heavy acronymic jargon of research papers seems to me to present an almost impenetrable barrier to anyone other than the most highly specialized reader, and even then, if they are to get anything out of the exercise, they must have a huge capacity to tolerate boredom.”
Acts are still important, ‘by their fruits ye shall know them’, but these fruits consistently arise out of the being, and a good intentioned being is more likely to produce fruits over the long run, even if sometimes they don’t
So. Good.
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“Few are his pleasures: if his eyes have now Been doomed so long to settle upon earth, That not without some effort they behold The countenance of the horizontal sun, Rising or setting, let the light at least Find a free entrance to their languid orbs”
“The mild necessity of use compels To acts of love; and habit does the work 0 Of reason; yet prepares that after-joy Which reason cherishes. And thus the soul, By that sweet taste of pleasure unpursued, Doth find herself insensibly disposed To virtue and true goodness. Some there are, By their good works exalted, lofty minds And meditative, authors of delight And happiness, which to the end of time Will live, and spread, and kindle”
… Alas! my journey, rugged and uneven, Through prickly moors or dusty ways must wind; But hearing thee, or others of thy kind, As full of gladness and as free of heaven, I, with my fate contented, will plod on, And hope for higher raptures, when life’s day is done
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Amid yon tuft of hazel trees, That twinkle to the gusty breeze, Behold him perched in ecstasies, Yet seeming still to hover; There! where the flutter of his wings Upon his back and body flings Shadows and sunny glimmerings, That cover him all over.
My dazzled sight he oft deceives, A brother of the dancing leaves; Then flits, and from the cottage-eaves Pours forth his song in gushes; As if by that exulting strain He mocked and treated with disdain The voiceless Form he chose to feign, While fluttering in the bushes.
… Huge trunks!—and each particular trunk a growth Of intertwisted fibres serpentine Up-coiling, and inveterately convolved,— …
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
There was a roaring in the wind all night; The rain came heavily and fell in floods; But now the sun is rising calm and bright; The birds are singing in the distant woods; Over his own sweet voice the Stock-dove broods; The Jay makes answer as the Magpie chatters; And all the air is filled with pleasant noise of waters.
All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning’s birth; The grass is bright with rain-drops;—on the moors The hare is running races in her mirth; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun, Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run. …
Yes, it was the mountain Echo, Solitary, clear, profound, Answering to the shouting Cuckoo, Giving to her sound for sound!
Unsolicited reply To a babbling wanderer sent; Like her ordinary cry, Like—but oh, how different!
Hears not also mortal Life? Hear not we, unthinking Creatures! Slaves of folly, love, or strife— Voices of two different natures?
Have not ‘we’ too?—yes, we have Answers, and we know not whence; Echoes from beyond the grave, Recognised intelligence!
Such rebounds our inward ear Catches sometimes from afar— Listen, ponder, hold them dear; For of God,—of God they are.
Long but good
… It seems the Eternal Soul is clothed in thee With purer robes than those of flesh and blood, And hath bestowed on thee a safer good; Unwearied joy, and life without its cares.
Why, William, on that old gray stone, Thus for the length of half a day, Why, William, sit you thus alone, And dream your time away?
“Where are your books? — that light bequeathed To Beings else forlorn and blind! Up! up! and drink the spirit breathed From dead men to their kind.
“You look round on your Mother Earth, As if she for no purpose bore you; As if you were her first-born birth, And none had lived before you!”
One morning thus, by Esthwaite lake, When life was sweet, I knew not why, To me my good friend Matthew spake, And thus I made reply:—
“The eye — it cannot choose but see; We cannot bid the ear be still; Our bodies feel, where’er they be, Against or with our will.
“Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
“Think you, ‘mid all this mighty sum Of things forever speaking, That nothing of itself will come But we must still be seeking?
“Then ask not wherefore, here, alone, Conversing as I may, I sit upon this old gray stone, And dream my time away.”
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Grave thoughts ruled wide on that sweet day, Their dignity installing In gentle bosoms, while sere leaves Were on the bough, or falling; But breezes played, and sunshine gleamed- The forest to embolden; Reddened the fiery hues, and shot Transparence through the golden.
For busy thoughts the Stream flowed on In foamy agitation; And slept in many a crystal pool For quiet contemplation: No public and no private care The freeborn mind enthralling, We made a day of happy hours, Our happy days recalling. …
… Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things: We murder to dissect.
Enough of Science and of Art; Close up those barren leaves; Come forth, and bring with you a heart That watches and receives.
… And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind …
… A Moralist perchance appears; Led, Heaven knows how! to this poor sod: And he has neither eyes nor ears; Himself his world, and his own God;
One to whose smooth-rubbed soul can cling Nor form, nor feeling, great or small; A reasoning, self-sufficing thing, An intellectual All-in-all!
Shut close the door; press down the latch; Sleep in thy intellectual crust; Nor lose ten tickings of thy watch Near this unprofitable dust.
But who is He, with modest looks, And clad in homely russet brown? He murmurs near the running brooks A music sweeter than their own.
He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noon-day grove; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
The outward shows of sky and earth, Of hill and valley, he has viewed; And impulses of deeper birth Have come to him in solitude.
In common things that round us lie Some random truths he can impart,— The harvest of a quiet eye That broods and sleeps on his own heart.
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“How can anyone say what happens, even if each of us dips a pen a hundred million times into ink?”
Our descriptions will always fall short of what is.
“This mirror inside me shows… / I can’t say what, but I can’t not know!”
We have a deep familiar sense of who we are, but have a hard time describing it. Again, descriptions will always fall short.
“What the sayer or praise is really praising is himself, by saying implicitly, ‘My eyes are clear.’ // Likewise, someone who criticizes is criticizing himself, saying implicitly, ‘I can’t see very well with my eyes so inflamed.’”
Wonderful. Those who praise praise themselves for recognizing what is praiseworthy. Those who blame blame themselves for being teary-eyed victims of the so-called blameworthy. Both try to pretend that their judgment is not clouded.
“…Remember the rewards you get for being obedient! There are two types on the path. Those who come against their will, the blindly religious people, and those who obey out of love. The former have ulterior motives. They want the midwife near, because she gives them milk. The others love the beauty of the nurse. The former memorize the prooftexts of conformity, and repeat them. The latter disappear into whatever draws them to God. Both are drawn from the source. Any movings from the mover. Any love from the beloved.”
A story is like water that you heat for your bath. It takes messages between the fire and your skin. It lets them meet, and it cleans you!
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The body itself is a screen to shield and partially reveal the light that’s blazing inside your presence. Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hide and show what’s hidden. Study them, and enjoy this being washed with a secret we sometimes know, and then not.
In a boat down a fast-running creek, it feels like trees on the bank are rushing by. What seems
to be changing around us is rather the speed of our craft leaving this world.
As we age, our escape velocity increases. What we think as the world changing around us could be us changing within the Oneness of the world. Time flying by could be us flying from time.
The presence rolling through again clears the shelves and shuts down shops.
Friend of the soul, enemy of the soul, why do you want mine?
Bring tribute from the village.
But the village is gone in your flood.
That cleared site is what I want.
Live in the opening where there is no door
to hide behind. Be pure absence.
In that state everything is essential.
The rest of this must be said in silence because of the enormous difference between light and the words that try to say light.
Beautiful. Captures renewal and the discomfort associated with it; how emptiness makes what is whole more essential and offers a fertile bed upon which the whole can fulfil itself; and the unspeakable nature of the field of embodied experience and God
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