An Inky Puddle
Sitting meditating
Next to an
Open door
Fresh morning air
Wafting here and there
Early sunbeams everywhere
My ‘Spidy-senses’ tingle
And what do I see as
I gaze through the screen
An inky puddle
With luminous yellow eyes
Flowing by the door
Then back again
And again
And again
Then staring in ... at me
Wide-eyed, feline
Understanding
--LE
Digital Art - created on my tablet --LE
I See ... Saw
Just as there is a probability field
That is 'electron field'
Surrounding each atom's core
With enough data
And mathematics
An electron will be found
Exactly where the
Probability math
Predicted
So, too, with human choices
Probability fields surrounding
Each and everyone
With enough data and
Computing power
All choices made
Can be predicted
Within the field of probability
The exact choices
Not real choices
Show exactly where we are
In the deterministic
Space-time continuum
--LE
"I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw...
-- Unknown
Lesson Learned
Is An Expensive Meal (Venue) Worth The Price (Monitary And Emotional) ... Ever?
I’ve learned over a lifetime that simpler is generally more satisfying and usually less expensive, leading to a more general peace of mind. But the absolute best is what I prepare for myself with good, healthy, and fresh ingredients…
I'm reminded of a Valentine's Day dinner out that was the ending 'bracket' of a 20-year relationship.
Valentine’s Day ’95 … I think, give or take a year…
I took my wife (at the time) out for a Valentine's Day dinner date. We went to Night Town, a nice restaurant/club, featuring excellent food and live, soft jazz piano entertainment while dining. It was very pleasant, and I thought that she and I were starting to get over a difficult period in our relationship that had lasted since the birth of our twins a few years before. It was pretty expensive for us at that time, even though I was finally earning a ‘decent wage’ as a technical writer.
Later that evening, she informed me that she wanted a divorce… and my life, and that of our children took a long downhill trajectory for several years after that, which goes without saying…
So, even temporary satisfaction with an expensive meal and comfortable ambiance turned out to be misleading and ultimately ‘NOT worth it’, as she had intentionally led me to believe that our relationship was on the mend, which in reality, she had never intended, as she confessed to me while demanding the divorce... decreeing that I should move out as soon as possible... And I did...that being the 'last straw'.
Free Will
I’ve been thinking about the idea of human feelings and emotions being ‘biochemical algorithms’ developed over millions of years on the East African savannahs as defined by Yuval Noah Harari in his book, Sapiens.
It certainly leads to the conclusion that there is no such thing as ‘free will’, just another human myth to try and explain the only two functions that scientists are beginning to acknowledge, deterministic evolution through natural selection and the apparent statistical randomness of the universe, which preclude any such concept as ‘free will’.
When I look back over my life, contemplating, meditating on its course and the decisions that have supposedly led me to my current position, I honestly can’t see that any other decisions than the ones I made were truthfully, factually open to me.
I know that there are those who will claim my complete agency and responsibility for those decisions. But, the longer I live, open myself to and see the reality around me, the more I doubt the idea of ‘free will’, that in truth, all our decisions could be mapped out by an AI agent, given enough data, biochemical, psychological, external, could predict every single decision I or anyone else would ever make.
Therefore, ‘free will’ is a myth (IMHO). You are certainly entitled to your own opinion on the matter…
–LE
Eternal Now
To paraphrase Carlin
Now doesn't really exist
Merely the intersection
Of future and past
Here it comes..
Wait, it's almost here
Not yet…
Now?
Nope, it's already gone
Here it comes again…
But
It's the future that
Doesn't exit
Merely a hoped-for
Potential,
An assumption
Of continuation
And the past is
Only a story of what has
Passed through
The eternal present
Only a pattern of
Neurons strung together
Temporarily until
Those patterns dissolve
Into the Void as
The essence of our
Perceptions also
Dissolves into that same
Void from which our
Constituent essences
Continually recycled in
The Eternal
Now
–LE
Temporarily Etched On The Ground
