Friday, June 9, 2017

Hevel



The traveler had finally come face to face with the man he had been looking for. The quest he had been on looking for this mysterious man had finally come to a sudden end, there he was few yards in front of him.

He was a tall, slim man with a long head of hair neatly tied up in a bun, it was beginning to gray. He wore a white shirt haphazardly tucked into a pair of blue denim jeans, on his feet were working stocks. From the stories the traveler had heard about this man, he should be at least 60 years old yet the man that stood in front of him radiated with a youthfulness which even his 44 year old self did not possess.



It was finally time to ask the question he had failed to answer himself, the question that haunted him throughout his adolescence until it became the all important quest of his life. A question he was sure this man could answer, With trepidation, he strung together the words that formed his question.



They say you are the wisest of all the seekers that have walked among us... They say your grasp of sciences is not short the best of academics back at home. Are you Malachai? Melachai from old sussex, son of Ruth and Dave?

The traveler's words hung in the air for what seemed like a minute or two.

Melachai who wrote two brilliant papers on quantum uncertainty before dropping out of a doctorate at Cambridge?

There was no answer, yet the traveler continued with his inquiry.    
They say you’ve lived up here for the last 25 years in contemplation, You must surely know the meaning of this existence? Is the glass half empty or half full? Is there a purpose or is everything we’ve known, felt, been and understood just a statistical anomaly, something that was bound to happen because the numbers are so unfathomably big?

The man's gaze rested on the traveler. the traveler thought he was being gauged. Seconds flew by, the traveler thought he may not even get a response from this man he had searched for a better part of a year. He was going to go back empty handed just like every other time.

Then suddenly the man spoke,

It can be whichever one you want it to be, you choose. Just don’t spend too much time making up your mind.  

Hearing this, the traveler felt anger bubbling up in him, did I climb up this god forsaken mountain to hear that crap, he thought. He held back the anger and responded with the calmest voice he could muster.

What’s that suppose to mean?

hmm.. I see you need a few more words to understand but I have nothing more to say than what I’ve already said. Follow me.
The man got to his feet and started making its way up a rocky path that lead to a small hut few yards up the mountain. After a few moments of reluctance the traveler pursued. As they moved up the mountain, the man started explaining,

It can be whichever you want it to be, the glass I mean, but that is irrelevant because that’s not the question you want me to answer, to make you understand. You want to know what is the meaning of living.

the answer to that question is as incomprehensible to us as feeling the curvature of the earth through the soles of our shoes. There is a meaning but it eludes us everytime we get close with our instruments and theories. The greatest of all the fools is he who waits on a singular all encompassing meaning when it’s unattainable in a 100 lifetimes. This, my friend, is the only truth you should know about what you seek.

It is a truth that can be understood with multi-million dollar machinery, in the solitude of a clear mind or on a mindful walk down a coastline. A destination that can be reached in many ways.

Look at the greatest of your sciences, Newton came along and brought to our understanding some characteristics of gravity. With this new found knowledge we could accurately predict movements of our celestial relatives using his equation, but this new understanding brought with it new mysteries, we could now explain why the earth goes around the sun the way it does but we didn’t know how gravity could instantaneously work on the two celestial bodies separated by 150 million kilometers. It took another scientist to bring to our understanding that gravity was bending the fabric of our 3 dimensional reality, spacetime. What we were seeing as the effect of gravity was the movement of objects through this curved space in a straight line. With the resolution to Newton’s question, yet again more mysteries were served on a silver platter for the scientist to bend their heads around. Maybe one day someone would bring to our understanding why us; 3 dimensional beings cannot fathom a 4 dimensional reality and how it can be done if need be but even then there will still be new mysteries to be unraveled. So has it been, so it ever will be.

Let’s continue our exploration through an allegory, take two individuals let’s name them Smith and Jo, they are as identical as they can be in physique, socioeconomic standing and other aspects, all that separate them is the manner in which they make sense of their reality. Imagine both of them are being ridiculed by society in a subtle manner because of some characteristic they both possess. They are both made aware of this fact, Smith decides to cope with this sudden turn of events with denial and continues on as if nothing had happened. Jo, decides to understand why this is so and then rectify the situation, this decision takes Jo through a decade-long bitter journey of discovery, Jo finally comes to understand why, but finds the power to rectify the situation is beyond his abilities. Ironically, Jo finds that all he can do is to deny and continue on as if nothing had happened, just as Smith did decades ago, the price he had paid for understanding was decades of his life he could have spent elsewhere.

This is the truth we must understand when we pursue answers to the unknown, sometimes it is within our capabilities to find the answer to our questions, sometimes the questions are much too great for mere mortals, we can only chisel out a piece of the answer, never the whole. Either way, the price of knowing is paid in time.

When we have so few meaningful divisions of time to give away, what we should be doing is finding where it can be best spent. Let the meaning of existence elude you, instead look for that someone who perfectly distracts you, find work that best engages you, spend the time that’s given to you and be grateful because however way you wish to look at it, life is a still a gift.

The two men had made their way to the hut.

Take a seat, my friend, I am the Melachai you seek. Let me make you a cup of tea, said the man pointing to an old wooden chair standing just outside the hut.  


The traveler wearily sat down on the chair and waited.






Sunday, April 23, 2017

Like Tears in Rain

Inspired by Blade Runner(1982), to the brave and the kind.

It was a slow realization, that the world was not one made for the individual but one made for the majority. To the majorities tastes, to the majorities height and width, to the reality that is perceived to be true and written by the majority.

It was a slow realization, that though he was not in the wrong it would never be accepted so, not by the consciousness of a majority that has not yet grasped what he has as an individual, it will not be while it meant anything to him as an individual. It was him, as a solitary individual who had walked the path the majority had chosen for him, an individual’s consent means little against that of the majority and so he walked.

It was slow work, subjected to the rules set forth by the majority. He walked the path all the way to the house of his makers. He walked into the house feeling like a jar full of coins misplaced, never to be found or used. He wished to ask his masters for meaning, for a resolve, for retribution. He called out to the masters, He went from room to room looking for them but the house, once the marvel of the whole universe was now abandoned, ruined and infested by vermin.

It was a slow realization, that there will not be a resolve, no meaningful end, no win or retribution to all that he had endured, not for him the individual. He sat on the floor of the house of his masters and allowed the melancholy to wash over him. There he waited until the end of his days. He could have let his heart be poisoned with malice, instead he whispered a prayer to the world. He knew his fate, his memories as significant as they were to him, would be forgotten, lost in the isles of time, passed from the consciousness of a few to nothing. All his moments to be lost like tears in rain. 




Sunday, February 19, 2017

The Drift

With arms stretched wide open, we cross the threshold of shelter to the bitterness of the unknown. Hoping and wishing, we drift out. Holding onto our dreams we struggle and at times we stray. Maybe some find all that they ever dreamt of but most of us would settle for meaning instead.

Some find it in the embrace of another. Some find it in gold, failing to see the error in their way till it’s too late. For few the meaning comes much too late, having nothing to hold onto they get carried further into the abyss, having only the ghosts of their pasts to reconcile, they burn, they disintegrate.  



“The price of getting what you want is getting what you once wanted.” - Neil Gaiman

Sunday, January 29, 2017

Store away the best throw away the rest

Some of us are more open to new experiences than others, we’ve all come across people who refuse change and avoid trying anything new for the life of them. Is it in our nature to fear change? To reject what is unfamiliar? Maybe. Through my experiences I’ve come to learn that it’s foolish to reject a thing based completely on what the majority think about it. Let me try to explain. 

I am a believer that one must use one’s own faculties to evaluate and judge the merits and suitability of action. Some of us reject things based on what can be seen at the end of the spectrum that is closest to what we are familiar with. Let’s take the relatively harmless topic of anime to explore this premise. Is it considered a non substantial art form? Do most anime have stupid story lines or lack depth? An average appreciator of movies would say yes and wouldn't think too far before labeling the whole genre as garbage, but do you get exceptions to this generalization? sure, studio ghibli offerings like 'spirited away', serials like 'cowboy bebop' or 'avatar' are good examples where anime deliver compelling stories that address deep subject matter and has the potential to better a life. Now if one dismissed anime all together based on its generalized classification, because of their unfamiliarity or because of some social stigma it carries, then they have lost the chance to experience what ever good and unique that anime has to offer. 

This is true to many such negative classifications in society. If one was to inquire closely, they would find exceptions to the classification but as a whole they would find the classification is just. It is just mostly because it is true and valid to the majority, one must not forget that society is one that is best suited to the majority and as such these classifications should be accepted as truths even if they don't hold true to everyone. There are many reasons as to why these classifications ring true in society. Two most common reasons seem to be the difficulty to weed out the the bad parts from the good and the fear of the repercussions of deviating from the norm.

As true as there are almost always exceptions to societal classifications is the fact that societal classifications are almost always mostly valid, meaning though there are exceptions to the case as an inferred truth they do hold up. If we go back to our silly example of watching anime as a means of enriching one's life, one could make the argument that it would make more sense to invest one’s time in watching a genre of movie that has a better track record? For every ‘spirited away’ you find you would waste your time going through 20 disappointments. 


‘Hey man.. that’s not cool! You might suck at finding the good one’s but i’m a pro bro.. you need to correlate the imdb scores with what the experts are saying in the usual sites and you know.. you need to get that zig when you watch the short. It all adds up. It’s a science really. Don’t be hating.’



Well, the dude makes a good point but what if you are someone who has lived under a rock and have never heard of IMDB or the experts and their usual sites the dude is talking about? What if you were born without the ability to zig(if it is something you're born with)? All valid questions, and from my experiences, I’ve come to realize that behind many such negative classifications there is a difficulty of weeding out the bad parts from the good and that It is a difficulty faced by majority of those who've tried. As such, one can argue that it was because the majority faced difficulties of filtering out the good parts, they labeled it an ineffective source and through a societal evolutionary process it got an unfavorable classification. Of course there are exceptions to this too but let’s keep it light for this post. 

So do classifications built up on the past experiences of a majority serve any purpose? Absolutely, simply put it saves most of us from making bad decisions. These classifications though they have come to be through an evolutionary process, once established becomes societal truths, the expected and the norm. They become part of the psyche of what the philosopher Martin Heidegger called the ‘they self’. ‘They self’, the template members of society are expected to conform to but according to Heidegger hinders the member from being the authentic self he or she can be.  

Classifications do for the most part serve the purposes they are suppose to serve. Not all of us are capable of weeding out the bad or have the internal fortitude to withstand the repercussions of diverging from the norm. Attempting to do so without the needed faculties lead to disastrous  outcomes. To complicate the matter further, most of us are ill equipped to assess the limits of our faculties and so sayings like ‘ignorance is bliss’ and ‘what we don’t know don’t hurt us’ really do ring true for most of us. The man who travels the well known road is far less likely to get lost.

So then what is the point of this discourse? The point should be the importance of classifications for a society and how they come to be. A man who truly understand the reasons would not be too quick to judge someone who appear to diverge from the norm. Further they will not fear diverging just because of an unfavorable classification, they would instead assess the suitability, benefits rationally and come to their own conclusions, gathering pearls of wisdom from places most may not even bother to look. Store away the best throw away the rest.