Sunday, December 26, 2010

The Magic Bottle - A Fable

There was once a great land that time had forgot. It was ruled by a great king and queen and many loyal subjects. The land was vast and beautiful. It was known for its majestic gardens, sparkling rivers and marble fountains. In it lived many creatures both big and small. One day, the king told his son that the prince needed to urgently leave the kingdom to find his bride. A beautiful princess had been captured by an army of dwarfs and had been taken away to the edge of the world. The king warned his son that this was no easy task to rescue the princess and marry her and he also told his son that this strange land had no sense of time. If the princess stayed there she would naturally get old and die and there was little time to rescue her since everything in their kingdom would be destroyed until she was returned. That meant the prince would have to hurry and if he any chance to rescue the princess and the kingdom, he would have to think of a clever plan. The prince could see that he had little time as he himself was growing older, and everything around him was changing and aging. He quickly bid his father farewell and hastened to rescue the princess from her captors. When he finally arrived at the edge of the world where the princess was imprisoned, he noticed that he had now stopped aging but knew that he had little time to rescue the princess and return back to his home since time was still in this strange world. He quickly hurried to the castle where the dwarfs were keeping her and stealthily entered her room and explained that he was the prince that was meant to rescue her and marry her. Unless they could escape and leave this strange land, all would be lost for them back home. The princess was happy to see him and she wept with joy. As they were getting ready to leave, the army of little men entered the room and stopped them, holding up a small lock and key, and their commander, a little man wearing a red cap approached and warned them that if they took one more step he would turn the lock with the key and unleash all the evils in the world. The prince and the princess did not dare to go one step further. They looked at each other and anguished that they would never escape and return back to their kingdom. The prince quickly thought of a clever plan to distract his captors. He had brought with him a bottle of wine from the kingdom that had once been used to house a genie but the genie had been let out and it had become an ordinary bottle of wine. He presented the bottle to his captors and asked them to open and drink from the bottle since the world was now being lost and he wanted to celebrate these last moments with his bride. The captors agreed and the little men began drinking from the bottle until everyone was quite drunk and distorted. They thanked the prince for bringing them the wine and to show their hospitality, welcomed him to stay with the princess until the entire ordeal was over. The prince stopped them from leaving, insisting that the empty bottle of wine was magical and that a powerful genie had once been kept there and if someone so little entered the bottle, he could rub the bottle and make them all bigger. The little men were astonished that this could even be possible and they desperately wanted to become bigger since their entire kingdom was so big and they truly disliked being so small. But if they entered the bottle, they would have to leave the magic lock and key with the prince in case something went wrong. The little men could not refuse such an offer and they all agreed to enter the empty bottle one at a time. The prince and the princess crept down to the floor and watched the little men enter the bottle. Once all them were inside, the prince quickly turned the bottle over as cries of help whistled from the open mouth of the bottle and he closed the top with the cork pushing it tightly inside so it would never open again. At that instant, the edge of world was made whole again, and time resumed since all the little men were inside the bottle. Flowers began to grow, water began to flow and sunlight began to shine and the world was wonderful again. The princess was rescued and the prince returned with her to their home. She was so happy and she asked him what he would do with the bottle now that she was rescued. He said that he would return the bottle to his father, the king who had used it to capture an army of little men many years before. Indeed, it was the genie that had escaped the magic bottle all those years ago and created an army of little men to destroy their happy kingdom.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

The Lost Boy

This is about a boy who thought he did not exist. After he was born, and was around five years old, he came to his mother and said, "I don't exist". She replied, "Of course, you exist, you're standing right here". He answered back, "No, no I don't exist because you are my mother and I cannot exist or share time with you." She sent him on his way saying, "Don't ever think like that, you exist, go make something of your life." Though he insisted he didn't exist because he could not conceive separating time from his mother who was his timekeeper, he agreed and left her and went on his way, although despondent about the truth of his existence. He met others who insisted that he existed and that he shouldn't fault his mother for sending him on his way. People hearkened around him and all insisted that he existed and this was a fact of life. He didn't feel quite right all the same but he went about his daily life, without giving it much reflection though it distressed him that people behaved so badly with him. Thus every second, every minute, every hour felt like a million years and each moment, he was saddened by his every increasing grief. His friends and the people he knew constantly made fun of him and joked about how he acted so oddly or out of place and out of time. His only reason for living was his mother's assurance and his only salvation was his denial that he truly existed. Thus, his life never seemed adequate and he felt sad and did not know how to adequately pass his time. He went on and married and had children of his own and always felt embarrassed because of his strong sense of separation and denial of his existence so why should his children exist. He became the butt of jokes at the office and almost everywhere he went because of his odd behaviour and his family also teased him about his preoccupation with not existing. Thus, his life went by in state of disbelief and he grew old and gray. When he finally went back to see his mother who was now aged and dying, he was truly remorseful. Though as she lay dying, he still posed the question, "if he existed". To relieve his distress, she finally admitted to him that she had lied all this time and that he did not exist so that he might after all, be at ease. And with those last words, she passed on, no longer existing and left him behind only to think why all this had taken place. He heard children laughing outside the bedroom window. He did not know why he did not exist.


I just finished talking with my mother on the phone and I remembered that her birthday is coming up. I joked with her that she is getting getting while refuted my playful, jocund manner she also admitted that she her forgotten her own age. Maybe she is going senile but to me she is forever young. In her 50's or so, my mother has real beauty and charm that no other possesses. She is quite old now and I admitted to her that I've writing my book and thinking about the concept of time and how it might relate to her own age. Obviously she is a young 50 but she has four children, three in their thirties and my sister, who is in her late twenties and grandchildren who are also now part of the family. It almost seemed to me that if we added all our ages together my mother would be almost 200 years old or 200 hundred years young. Obviously, she doesn't feel like she's 200 hundred and her children are too young to feel any older, though each member of the family can add on additional, subjective time to her life. If she lived to be another 150 or less, and when and if she ever passed, which I have never imagined, because I love her dearly, her children will remain behind, though she shares our time with hers. Does that me we will die and be buried with her if she passes. An honorable son could only that was so, but alas, she will leave us one day and I have to cope with that fact. My time will continue and I will age as she did in her life and while I live and continue my life, by living as her shared time on earth, I believe that I will continue her life on earth, through my children and their children. Alas, she will be in heaven smiling down at a jealous forebear who will miss her dearly and can only wish he was also with her but will have to eek out a dignified existence nonetheless. My father died a long time ago and when we say we are survived by our children, that is exactly correct because we do survive and preserve the legacy of our fathers. I loved my father dearly and miss him dearly and while he may not be around, his time on earth has persisted. And his wife who is my mother has shared this time with him and thus kept time alive in us, by which she has provided a mutual respect in us for time by leaving us with a measurement. Time is immemorial since we all visit tombs or the Taj Mahal and places that have outlasted time and are visited by us to praise the time gone by and consider that as a appropriate use of our time because it is monument to love, the ultimate goal. I can only wish I can do my mother well by spending her time on earth well and preserving her legacy and remembering her as my time continues and flourishes. Thus, I will always be that grain of sand and my mother, by dying will no less be without me or me without her until the end of time, which is the day of reckoning. While my love for my mother and my father outweighs my desire to live, time has the ultimate word and my hope is that God or the universal architect will guide my time well on this planet that I share with my loved ones. I can only pray that their time is also well applied that is whoever is guiding me. My other hope is to share time with someone who is important to me, who I love and respect and that can fulfill these values.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Why Murder is Wrong?

Why does society consider murder a morally corrupt act? Consider the murder of a man with an appreciation for time and space. Consider that the whole world watched that murder at the same time, that of the act taking place. There are two men standing in a meadow. An argument ensues and one man picks up a rock and holds it over his head. The act of murder is imminent and the other man is seemingly helpless and thus, is in position to defend himself. He is caught off-gaurd and unawares. The entire world turns to this event and watches in incredulity and suspense. Time also plays a role and subjective time seems to be transfixed on this subjective event taking place, thus an illusion is created that seems to justify the action with respect to all time. Consider that everyone throughout the history of time watched such a murder taking place. But alas, we know that mere existence provides a measurement of time or a continuation of that measurement to justify all time which is still irrespective of nature. Thus, when the event takes place and the defenseless man is struck over the head by the rock and is killed, the entire world takes notice as if all time has stopped. But even if the world watched such an event taking place and life continued as it were, the act would be morally reprehensible for the following reasons: 1) The event took place in the first place due to an argument that was predetermined by all time or our sense of the measurement of time but since we know that we all are subject to all time, and even if the act was predetermined by all time, we would consider it wrong since it would not justify taking the other man's life such as a grain of sand falling out of the hourglass. The hourglass can always show time as a measurement but can never replace that measurement with something else. Thus, the grain of sand is theoretically, entombed in time as a measurement. Over time, the sands may rub together and even disintegrate but it would not matter much at all since time is encapsulated by the hourglass. So why should measurement exist in the first place. Thus, we would consider the murder of the man by the rock wrong since it is not justified by all time. It simply cannot come to pass due to our reasoning. Consider the grains of sand, they rub together indefinitely and immeasurably. If they disintegrated, they would disintegrate at exactly the same time so while the possibility exists of the man throwing the rock, it would not justify his own action or even his existence. The victim would die, theoretically, but he is also not dead due to the impossibility of such an event. The grain of sand will always remain despite the friction. 2) Why else is this action wrong and if it happens, why do we punish the murderer at all? The answer is self-evident. There is no punishment but that may be befitting such a social, cosmic event. Should the man be charged with death by hanging? A question that might be worth asking in a law school setting but there would not be any sufficient punishment as dictated by the mere fact of our existence; 3) Could all time dictate such an event taking place that the grain of sand magically disappear without a trace. Even if it did, it would obviously create a time difference in the hourglass itself or the measurement of time would be lessened by such an event due to the lack of the grain of sand. But this is merely a figment of our imagination or fallacious thinking. We are all trapped inside the hourglass with a specificity of time or specified measurement. Like letting the genie out of the bottle. It is simply a figment of our imagination; 4) No man is an island because every man is a grain of sand; 5) When a man is killed, is time in fact shortened by such an event. Not likely due to the impossibility of the event. It just simply never happened so while the possibility exists that it could happen, it is again a misapplication or mismanagement of our concept of time. The concept of time itself seems to impinge on our clarity as a measurement. We cannot be clear when we relate time back in hours, minutes, seconds. It's not a clear conception. We need a better measurement. I will look at this problem more closely when we return to this topic.

A Frame in Time

We observe things with a sense of time? All living creatures and life on earth has a sense of time. Time is thus a frame of living and thus is framed by living things. The tree knows when to shed its leaves when the seasons change and its almost time for winter. Photographs capture a moment in time much like a hourglass. The sand in the hourglass travels through funnel to ascertain the passage of time but as part of the hourglass, does it not also embody all time. The sand only changes places but the hourglass has encompassed the sand which is the measurement of the time it takes to change places. What is the significance? Is all life on earth framed in time such as the sand in the hourglass. When the sand reaches the bottom, we determine the amount of time that may have passed but once it reaches the bottom, the measurement, which is the sand has no real value and only objective time that of the hourglass or the frame, remains. So is a photograph much like an hourglass because of it captures a moment in time. As soon as the light flashes and the camera shoots a picture of an object or material entity, that material entity is thus reflected in the photograph, as a moment in time. The object itself becomes a measurement of all time and thus, when we look at the Polaroid, we smile when we see the moment when the image was produced. We have a sort of living memory of such a time when we were young or happy and with friends. But now the friends are old, some of them have died, our hair is gray, and we no longer smile for the camera but we have this living memory of a former time that we ourselves are a measurement. So overall time seems to overrule our undermine the sense of measurement such as hours, minutes and seconds that we use to measure time. Our sense of time while a productive measurement is still fallacious as it relates to overall time. It is only our apprehension of time gone by such as night turning into day. How can frame time better? We see frames in time everywhere. The man walks down the street, the dog barks, the mother nurses its young, all of these frames of time. Obviously, we are also a product of time since the mother needs to nurse its young, and the man needs to walk down the street to the Post Office and the dog barks when it sees an intruder. Time is thus framed by our measurement. What does this mean for us? We often complain when were are behind the time. Othello says we must obey the time. Time is the enemy, some people say. "I don't have time", says the passerby when he is confronted by a peddler. Neither does the peddler have the time to peddle. If one is true, then we must consider both to be true. These are time dialectics. Frame by frame, we are measured and are measuring our time on this planet, under the watchful eye of an ultimate timekeeper. I go to school, then it's time for lunch, then it's time for recess, then it's finally time to return home. Some people have all the time in the world, others do not. But on the whole, our individual sense of time is moot. During the marathon, the person who crosses the finish line first at a record time, has accomplished a great feat. The last person to cross the same finish line has also crossed but as a measurement of time, came in last place. Could it be that the person who came in first and the person who came in last crossed the finish line at the same time and were simply misframed. It seems that we to need to better frame our time. Even light is a measurement of time. As a non-material entity, it travels at some 180,000 miles per second. It is thus a measurement and is measured by the distance it travels. Is it also a fallacious mode of time. The observer and object problem persists. Should there be light and no timekeeper, thus no light at all or no observational deck. A wrinkle in time means a ripple in time where light might persist if the observational deck is lost for only a few moments until the glimmer of light has faded completely and is lost in nothingness. This may be fallacious thinking since time is only a gatekeeper and the cause of light is also a value of time. When time ceases then all light and living things should cease, theoretically. Thus, I need to make better use of my time by framing it in a more productive way. I need to respect nature and be one with time, nature and respective time that we all share. But alas, something that you might be doing might seem a waste of time to me such as the peddler or the runner. I don't see why I should watch this race since it makes no difference who wins. I'll hear about it later in the news or a friend might tell how exciting the race was. Thus, we are all interconnected by such a measurement of time. "I don't want to hear it", I tell my friend who looks at me askance. He might think it is appropriate use of his time and mine to share such a story. But the differences persist. We must be able to frame time better. Art, literature, poetry are dignified applications of human time. So is time spent on our health and well-being such as running a marathon, exercising or other sporting events. The criminal who has misapplied his time to commit a criminal act is thus punished not only because he has committed a crime or a moral wrongdoing, but that he has misapplied time relatively. So while he is absconding with other people's money after a bank robbery, he is captured by police who detain him for his criminal act and thus, the police and the criminal and all the people all involved have been subjected to a moral wrongdoing as well as a misapplication of time, that no one wants to measure or be measured by. We'll get back to this problem soon.

Monday, December 20, 2010

The Law of Place Continued

Let us consider some other factors that make law of place so important. I want to return to the example we discussed earlier. Consider the eagle and its place when it stalks its prey. If it was in any other place, it's perspective would change and thus, the angle of its attack. At every moment, like fast motion photography, the eagle will fly forward and thus occupy space at different time intervals. Finally, the place of its prey is also important. If the prey occupies any other place or changes places, it would naturally escape. If the eagle captures its prey, space is unified in a loose sense and the eagle has succeeded in its place manipulation. I had a friend that traveled to Texas. He was living in New York and traveled Texas and thus changed places. He was no longer in New York, where I may be able to communicate with him or say hello. He was now in Texas and thus had changed places and I could only reach him by phone. He traveled a great distance to reach his destination and as he changed places, he also changed my orientation to his place in time. I realized that he was no in Texas and would not be easily reachable and I also imagined what his new place might be like. Do we then think in terms of distance and place? I would've easily thought of him as being close by even though he was physically in Texas. If I thought he was close by would I be able to reach out and grab him by the hand. Obviously, no because place has determined him to be elsewhere and I would reaching for nothing. Consider a child when it is born. It occupies as small place due its size. As time passes, its body grows and it occupies more space depending on how tall or how short, how skinny or how fat. Time then determines place and space occupation such as the eagle outspreading its wings and thus fulfilling its rightful place. Does consciousness have a place? If consciousness was one and uniform, then place would be uniform. But consciousness is non-material reality. It may not require material to exist. Further, consciousness provides a place that is non-affected by physical mediation. We can resolve that place affects us greatly. A deer grazing on land consumes grass in a specified place and no other place, thus providing itself nourishment. I stand under the sun or in the shade and place will affect the outcome and whether or not I would be tanned or sunburned. If I traded places with you at this very moment, you would no longer exist, if I could occupy the same space inside the very place that you stand. The place that you occupy is your personal space that is owed to you by mere fact of your existence. What would happened if I pushed you out of place. You would be then, be occupying a different place and will feel out of place if you were pushed involuntarily. Considerable time will also have passed as a result of that event, you being moved from one place to another. Will you be angry with me for moving you out of your place or will I apologize and say it was an accident. Notwithstanding if we can resolve our differences, this event would create a considerable place displacement and we would resume taking up our respective places. I pushed the old lady out of the way of traffic so she wouldn't be hit by a car. If she stayed in her place, she would've been struck. Actors often have to stand on a mark in order to deliver a line in front of a camera. If they occupy any other place, it would affect the shot considerably and how the film looks. We also impact the place that we occupy. We walk on the beach, we leave footprints on the sand thus creating a place impression. The place is changed due to the distance we travel and the impact that's made. While this change is superfluous in an objective sense, the place has not changed and we have created a small, immeasurable impact on the former place that we traversed. The question persists. Why should there be a place in the first place for us to occupy such a place and conform to that place to survive? When a parent tells a child, "stay in your place" that has real significance since place is so determinant. If the child acts out of place, he will likely incur the anger and resentment of the parent who has instructed him to behave. Thus, we have a natural instinct for place. I know I am near the water's edge and should not go closer lest I fall in or that my hand is close to the fire and I should move it away lest it be burned. Each entity occupies a place and is interrelated. Standing close to the water's edge makes me vulnerable to falling in. If I do fall in and drown, I would've left the place of my safety and thus, became a victim of drowning in a place where I wasn't meant to be. Thus, instinct tells me to move away from the water and occupy a safer place. Obviously, someone who can swim would be able to safely leave the water. Can matter occupy the entire realm of place? Obviously not, since place greatly outweighs our ability to occupy it. There is matter everywhere that we see in nature and nature offers a place for matter to survive and time governs the place where matter exists but any other place for it to occupy that is not it's rightful place would negate its instinct for survival. It seems time is fixed as it relates to place. There is a fixed time for the tree grow or the fruit to blossom in a specific place. Nature exists in fixed or perfect time. I have a certain number of years to live or it takes me so much time to get to school and if I stayed in bed, I would be late for school and thus, my time would be wasted. Can I live longer than a hundred years? No, because I am a product of fixed time albeit time will go on, though I will no longer exist. Would that then mean that I have transcended time or simply that the ghost has passed. You are given a certain amount of time to take an exam. When time is up, you must drop your pencil and hand in your exam. This affects you, your place, your existence since time is objective and theoretically, you can have all the time in the world to complete your exam but alas, you are a product of fixed time because you won't outlive all time. If you believe you can transcend time, you won't exist in a place or at all and have no impact, in a physical sense, on the world and thus, would not have any statistical value (see Sartre). We often say when someone passes, that "he is now in a better place". Does that mean he was in a worse place prior to his passing or that he is truly in a better place where there is no suffering and he has entered heaven. It's hard to let a place go. Firstly, it requires physical strength and notwithstanding a lot more. Place memory often determines what we do, who we are and how we act. The squirrel remembers and sometimes forgets the place where it has buried its food. I remember a place where I was once happy or I was once sad and place often denotes an emotive quality. I may thrive in certain places such as a quiet room in a library where I can study without interruption. When I remove a plant out of its place in the sun, chances are it will destroyed by lack of sunlight unless it is a different kind of plant that can survive without sufficient light But then it is no longer the same plant occupying the same place. Place then becomes a contradiction in terms. We cannot share the same place without changing something in ourselves. This can be better defined by the laws of evolution. Let us consider the topic again at a later date.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

The Law of Place

What is meant by the law of place? Matter exists and takes place in a specified place. Matter and place are unified by the law of place. Space exists all around us but space defines our material being. Consider the polar bear who lives in the north. The place defines the object or the material entity. Outside of such a place, the polar bear would not exist. This is meant the law of place. Place cannot be substituted by a material form that depends on that place for its life. The polar bear cant's simply to Brazil and eek out an existence. He will cease to exist if such an event took place. Birds fly south in the winter because the honor the law of place. When it becomes too cold to survive in the north, migratory birds will travel south until the winter is over. Why is this the case and how is time measured as a law of place. It takes the birds quite some time to travel south and thus quite some time to travel north. Perhaps, many birds also die during this extended migration. But it is necessary in order for these migratory birds to survive. If the stayed in the north, without traveling, they would likely die due to lack of food and the cold weather. Some plants only grow in certain places and it is quite obvious that many animals are subject to the law of place. It is what makes them such as the chameleon who becomes camouflaged when it sits on a tree. If it didn't have its place on the tree, it would not be camouflaged. Why is place important in the transmutation of species. If I am wounded or bleed and am occupying a specific place then, materially I am subject to the elements. Blood will congeal faster in hot weather or cold climate might exacerbate my wound. Thus place will determine my material decomposition. Fair skin people have to stay out of the sun because they will be sunburned or their skin might peel off. Thus, place or an objective space that is predefined with a material object in mind, becomes their ruler. Fish cannot live out of water. Mammals cannot live in water. Amphibians can live in water and on land. The Viking enjoys cold weather whereas an African might not be able to exist in Greenland without some difficulty. Thus, the African who is not meant for survival in such cold climates might be deleteriously affected by such an environment and can easily get pneumonia and die. The law of place is also critical for survival such as Nordic people whose diet might be quite different from someone living in the Philippines. Having lived in the U.S. for all my life, I will likely sick if I drank water in Argentina or Mexico. The law of place has significantly defined my material needs and fulfillment and thus being displaced, might cause a material disruption since I will no longer be occupying the place where I meant to be and that is essential to my livelihood. I am a material object that occupies a place that is pre-defined by a material condition that has dictated my physiological capacity. People that live at higher altitudes are often known to have stronger and more durable lungs, whereas someone who has not lived in such a place, might not be able to tolerate such a height. What is meant by the place and why is essential for us to study? The movie Titanic shows that someone drowning in cold water will suffer hypothermia and die instantly. Such a place will have a drastic impact on their material life. Cold, freezing water is no place for a warm human body. Though, whales and other creatures that are hot-blooded can survive in the coldest temperatures and occupy such a place freely and beneficially. Right now I am occupying a place at my desk, writing on the computer. If I left this place, I would no longer writing on this computer and would occupying a place where such an act or process or state would not be possible. Thus I have committed myself to this place and have become one with the place. Leaving this place will considerable change who I am and what I can become. Thus, place-changing can be adverse or positive or neutral. If I had the window open and it was cold out, I might have to move out of such a place lest I catch a cold or suffer a cough. I am a subject of place and never an object of place since place is objective and governs my subjective being. I cannot traverse the North Pole without proper gear or wear a jacket on the beach. The law of place will negate my futile attempts. We shall return to the subject on a later occasion.

My Life

I've lived my entire life wary not to make a single mistake but in the process left a path of destruction.

The Mind

I believe we all have thoughts, degraded thoughts, demonic thoughts, disturbed thoughts that we all wrestle with in the private recesses of our mind and in our private lives that we never show in public or let know to others because we trust that we are repenting.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

How is Relative Time Measured . . .

How is relative time measured? Let us examine this problem. Let us observe the time it takes for an eagle to catch its prey. The eagle on its crag is an object of time as well as the prey that is hiding in the hedges below. The time it takes for the eagle to spot the prey can be measured as subjective, objectified time as well as objective, subjectified time. The earth and the winds of change will blow as the eagle will continue to observe its target, waiting for the right moment to attack. The target may be a small deer or a fox in the meadow, who is also an object and subject of time as it continues to graze unaware of its impending doom. It seems that form, that of the eagle and fox, is a capsule of time, measured by material change. Outside of form, there is subjective time that is also measured by material change but has a uniform and encompassing quality. The eagle is hunter and so it preys on the fox until a time that is appropriate for it attack. But objective time seems to negate this entire material function and leaves material change inert. Why? It seems that form is a determinate quality of objective time. Consider two foxes in the meadow or two eagles and the hunt taking place simultaneously. It seems that subjective time is also categorical or superfluous or denominated by objective time, or all time. How do we cope with this question? How is subjective time interrelated and why? The eagle sensing that the time has come to attack will fly off the crag in all its magnificence and swoop down to nab its prey. Considerable subjective time will have passed until the prey has succumbed to the eagle's prowess. Form and talent will determine the outcome of such an event - the eagle capturing its prey. But each actor is beholden to time and thus, a mutual victim. What happens when the fox is obliterated. It's subjective time ceases to be or it is subsumed as objective time so why then should such a form exist. Is it merely to feed the eagle's appetite for time and personal survival. Consider taking a flight to Hong Kong from New York. I will leave New York and reach Hong Kong in 16 hours or more. Considerable subjective time will be needed for my trip to take place and considerable objective time will have passed, such as night turning to day, or the shoreline receding or an iceberg melting. Is subjective time then a component of natural time and what is the difference. Is our time actionable and perceptible and why is it perceptible and actionable? We perceive the world through our own subjective time while objective time perceives us. Why should such a dialectic take place. It seems almost ignorant for such perceptible nihilism to be wanton. Time is a source of action on our part. Existence merely governs how that time is spent. We exist as a denomination of time. Time is passing, time is fleeting. Then how is relative time measured? Should it be a factor of subjective and objective time such as the age of the earth relative to all life on earth multiplied by the infinitude of space and the cosmos. It seems that we would never know true time until we knew the size of the cosmos and the duration of space and light. Even then we would subjectively measure time and have no explanation for the objective reality - that of existence. Are we all then subject to a frustrated existence where survival of the fittest is paramount. The more we see change, and change in ourselves, the more we are frustrated by the mortality of subjective time vis-a-vis objective time or overall time. The tree dies and decays but is raised again. The old wither and die and are born again, until all subjective time ceases and only consciousness remains. A supreme consciousness that has the power of creation for which no time is necessary. The athlete is a prisoner of time. As each hand whisks a tennis ball over the net during the course of a match, time is elapsed and competitive subjective time is measured. The ball traveling over the net relative to the power and force applied will determine the time it takes to reach the other side, each shot measured by an indefinite number of possibilities of force, speed and ricochet. Not only that but the players themselves will find themselves time-bound. Does the variance of each shot determine the subjective measurement of relative time. With each stroke, the player must wait for the ball to return and the variance will determine the length of time and thus, objective time will overrule subjective time and a time anomaly will ensue. Bodies will be subjected to a single time variance, no matter if that variance is ideal or if that action is time-justified. We must examine this problem more closely.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

What Makes Right Good

Chatting with a friend, the question came up, is right always good, and if not, why not?

Friend 6:
12 pm
Me 6:14 pm
heres a question - is right always good?
6:14 pm
6:15 pm
why not?
6:16 pm
what are u talking about
6:16 pm
is being right always good
6:16 pm
most of the time
6:17 pm
any other time?
6:17 pm
what are u asking for Me 6:19 pm
can war be right but is it good
Friend 6:20 pm
war is never's savage
Friend 6:21 pm
but, obviously u have to defend yourself if your caught in it
Me 6:22 pm
is capital punishment right and is it also good
Friend 6:23 pm
some people dont deserve to live but obviously having to kill someone is never good...what are these retarded questions about
Me 6:23 pm
so right is not always good then
Friend 6:24 pm
i said that obviously
Me 6:24 pm
then what makes it right
Friend 6:24 pm
most of the time right is good...who cares
Me 6:27 pm
i think that right is self-serving as opposed to good, which is more universal
Friend 6:29 pm
what u think is good and what i think is good could be different
Me 6:29 pm
if it's good everyone agrees - if it's right - i might not agree
Friend 6:29 pm
what the hell u talking about
Me 6:29 pm
good precedes right in many ways
Friend 6:31 pm
it's hot in my apartment...u might see that as good since like the heat but i don't see it as good as i like it cold
so good? says who
Me 6:32 pm
its good not to commit violence, its right not to commit violence only because its good - good precedes right
always do good and you'll always be right i guess
Friend 6:33 pm
u make no sense right now
Me 6:33 pm
its right not to commit violence is just a formalism

Friday, December 10, 2010


There is no greater sickness than a sick heart.

My Life

Things have happened in my life, unexplainable things, unimaginable things, indefensible things and I can never be sure that such things may not happen again.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

I Am, I am Not

All my life, I went around saying I am not. Today, I go around saying I am.


I want to create something. I want to create something with an object in mind.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Horse Racing

What makes a winning horse any different from any other horse on a racetrack. After all, they're all horses.

Monday, December 6, 2010


Metaphysics can be described as the space between two musical notes when they are joined to form a harmonious sound.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Patha Nah Karaho

Patha nah karaho is zindaagi ka sach
Patha nah karaho is zindaagi ka sach
Yeh zindaagi bi kya ek haq ki muzaffat
Kay marnah or jeenah to hum saab hi karay
Likin is pyaar ki maanzil pay, yeh pyar ka musaffir
To sirif ek kadaam, ek kadaam hi chaddah.

My Father

I didn't know my father long, but the one thing he taught me that I never forgot was how to obey the line.


I've never felt more isolated and alone than when the sun sets a little earlier in North America.

What is Happiness?

What is happiness? Happiness is a medium by which we cope with our mortality. Those who are truly happy are those that are truly content in themselves.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Kya Karu, Kya Nahi Karu

Kya karu, kya nahi karu
Kya banu, kya nahi banu
Kah chalu, ka nahi chalu
Kya karu, kuch sochta rahu
Pyar to sirif tum say karu
Kyu is intizaar sai daruh
Kyu nahi tu milti rahai
Is pyar kay baagh mai mahi hoti rahai
Kya yeh sacha pyar nahi hai
Kaasa yeh intizaar bi hai
Kya karu, kya nahi karu
Kya mai tumse pyar nahi karu
Kya yeh zindaagi bi hai
Pyar kai bina kuchbi nahi hai
Kya kahu, kya nahi kahu
Pyar to mai dil sai hi karu
Kya mai insaan nahi hu
Kay terah pyar mai martah rahu
Kya likhu, kya nahi likhu
Kya parhu, yeh pyar ka junoon
Kya sonu, kya nahi sonu
Teri yaad mai beh janaa rahu
Kya karoo, kya nahi karoo
Is pyar ki qaid mai, kuch to bi mai kar na saku.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Is Mathay Pai Likha Hai

Is mathay pai likhi hai ek posheeda kahani
Jasay taj pay likha ho ek puraani dastaan
Kay bana hu terah, tu meri maharani
Dekha to is mathay pay likhi hai merah pyar ki shahnameh


It seems that America needs a grand priest, someone to set her straight in her ways, but it behooves me to ask, why she should need salvation at all, when salvation itself is self-contradictory.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010


The skeptic too believes in God, since all belief in God is likely skeptical.


Can we ever resent God by virtue of his existence?

God's View

I would not speculate on God's view of the world, but to Him, it may all just be accidental.

One and Many

Would you be alone and happy, or among many and sad?