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Tue, 16 Jun 2009 19:02:09 -0700

THE OTHER INNER PATH

Billions of neurons make your brain the most sophisticated information processor modern humans can imagine. What we really know about how it works can be summarized in fuzzy pictures created from monitoring the electrical storms the human brain creates. You have seen the pictures and in the last two decades the pictures have become more sophisticated. Look at some of these pictures on the Internet some time. You will begin to see how scientists understand you as an animal that is trained to behave according to basic principles of stimulous and response.

One of the first really big modifications every human makes to their own brain takes place by learning languages. Each human learns a multitude of languages in their life, for example: languages built with words, images, or sounds. A language is learned once the brain can depend on a repeatable set of perceptions and associate them to a symbolic representation. For example, you can create a language out of pinching various parts of your hand by associating one kind of pinch with being hungry and another pinch with being afraid. I only use the "pinching" example because I don't think you ever thought of pinching as a language, but you probably have experienced a deliberate pinch sometime. You could make pinching into a language.

It really doesn't matter to the brain what language you create, it will dutifully organize the neurons to fire when the language demands it, and before long your will control your own brain with the inner pathways of your brains neural network. On the other hand, you have most likely created all of your brains languages out of instructions given to you by your family, your community and nearly every tradition and custom to which you have been exposed.

An important thing to know about the languages which are being imprinted on your brain by others is that your brain will learn to obey all the rules of these languages even if you yourself are not aware they are sets of behavioral rules. Your brain uses a combination of emotion and repetition as the switch used to turn on the unconscious learning of language.

Here is where it gets scary. In recent decades, corporations have become skilled at investing money to have access to your brain. For very small monetary investments, companies that want to change your buying habits are exposing you to repeated signals that use your existing languages to create new languages that dominate your ability to think clearly. Fast Food is an industry, and it is a great example of a new language of eating....

STAY TUNED FOR PART TWO- July 1st.

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Sun, 14 Jun 2009 00:32:49 -0700

Purpose is a compass pointing true north, we take our bearings with it on every great and noble journey.

--wisefools

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Sun, 14 Jun 2009 00:32:31 -0700

LOGIC OF THE UNIVERSAL MIND

Brain researchers want to say mind rises out of brain.
If we say that, we can also say brain rises out of universe.
It can also be acknowledged that mind rises out of universe.

And since all brains and all minds emerged from a single universe,
perhaps all minds are connected across that universe.

(Where did that thought come from?)

--wisefools

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Sat, 13 Jun 2009 23:44:01 -0700

Taboos can be the delicious desert of a well fed passion.

--wisefools

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Sat, 13 Jun 2009 23:42:22 -0700

THIS WICKED JOURNEY

For all the travelers and ships at sea
she came from the darkness and ravaged me,
I shared my vision and she her journey,
and on a wicked course where we both ran free

a fork in the road, a course not true
she loved me more than I ever knew
she devoured me and her soul too
one stormy night when dark passion grew.

So bring me your soul and let the fire burn
pray flames jump forth at the midnight turn
sing incantations of lust and yearn,
create, destroy and make waters churn.

For all the travelers and ships at sea
she took me in and ravaged me,
she became my fire and restless journey
on that wicked course where we both run free.

--wisefools

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Fri, 13 Mar 2009 07:41:24 -0700

People are real, everything else is just furniture.

--wisefools

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Fri, 13 Mar 2009 07:41:09 -0700

As technology increases in complexity, the complexity of society must increase proportionately.

--wisefools

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Fri, 13 Mar 2009 07:38:54 -0700

ONE

The universe
is watching you
watching the universe
while you are watching
the universe watching you

--wisefools

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Sat, 03 Jan 2009 15:38:31 -0800

LEGEND OF SANGRE DE CRISTO

Riding on the train to Alamosa
Talking with the ghost of old Spinoza
The dust and the dirt and even the wind
Covered my window like original sin

I never meant to die in Sangre de Cristo
And I don't want my soul in some kind of escrow,
But when that dusty old train couldn't climb the Wall
And the drunk conductor said, "We're all gonna fall!"
I knew right then that the train was lost
I needed salvation, whatever the cost

I stumbled from the train at the Spanish Peaks
Colorado can be cruel and she had been for weeks
I laid down in the dirt and I started to pray
When an angel in a cowboy hat told me what to say

(and this is what he told me to say...)
Lord, if you save me, from this bad situation
I'll do God's work until the end of creation
I promise not to cheat on my future lovers
Oh and I'll pray every night to the holy mother

I pointed my gun at the Angel in the hat
Someone had to die after saying all that
I pulled the trigger and I sent him home
Then the conductor shot me, leaving him with the train all alone

And that is where it ended, blood on the mountain
My body turned to dust, my soul to the fountain
So if you see that train when you're on the trail
Keep your soul hidden well
cause its always, always for sale
Yeah its always, always for sale.

--wisefools

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Sun, 28 Dec 2008 15:55:28 -0800

HOW BARNEY GOOGLE GOT SCREWED

Billy De Beck and Barney Google
were sitting in a Chicago bar
talking about how to make it big in
1919 when Billy drew a few pictures
of Barney's bulging eyes. Barney
laughed himself sore and they made
a wish that day they could sell it
a dollar bill with a hundred zeros
but Barney was a hick and Billy
was only 17 so he didn't know
how to make money.

Billy kept at it, making pictures of
his hick friend and the old mare
that lived in the stable behind the
bar. The Chicago Herald sports
editor was a drunk himself and
told Billy he would put the cartoons
in the paper and Billy started making
his friend Barney Google look worse
and worse in the comic strip until he had
the whole world laughing at him.

Years later a math professor was looking
to name a number with a hundred zeros
and the Barney Google comics were just
sitting on his desk at home, so he named
the giant number a Google. But he didn't
want anyone to know he was reading the
sports page of the Chicago Herald Examiner
so he published his big number as a Googol.

Then some time passed and Barney drunk
himself to death not knowing his hundred
zero dollar bill was getting closer. Billy
got old and died too. Then the Internet
was born and before long it got big and
the newest search engine firm wanted a new
kind of feel, something big, like a Googol
but more funny like Barney Google, so they
all got together and grabbed Billy's last
name for their new company and soon
the world began to Google.

Barney being dead, he couldn't sue for his
good name being used, and Billy being dead
couldn't care less about money, so the plan
was perfect and Barney Google isn't even
mentioned on the back pages of the search
engine that carries his name. I think Google
ought to at least have a Barney Google day
at their office to remember Billy and his
hick friend with the big bulging red
eyes who loved to drink in the bars of old
Chicago and that sports editor who published
their cartoons of woe and desperation.

--wisefools