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Cleaning up

I’ve spent a bit of time reviewing this blog, and have adjusted some of the posts to a very slight degree in order to make them a little more appealing (To myself). I’ve endeavoured to preserve their original condition, just to ensure that the person who I used to be over a year ago, does not have his cogitations disrupted by my interference. I also disliked the want of consistency demonstrated by some of my posts, so, after some consideration, I’ve, perhaps temporarily, removed a number of them, cherishing and retaining those which I think to make the best arguments and iterations.

My activity in this blog will perhaps never be renewed – I have a more surreptitious means of applying my ideas to paper, at present – but I trust that it should remain for me, a continual source of reminiscence to draw upon in future.

(Not that anybody’s going to see this)

 

Behold, the Berlin Wall:

I don’t believe that human intelligence is an item that is to be measured –  an attempt to give it human measurement would perhaps be an injustice to the enigma that is the astronomy of the mind – nor do I believe, amongst average human beings, is there are any actual differences between our intellectual capacities. Certain exceptions are to be found in geniuses and clinical retards; but they are the results of birth abnormalities, from the perspective that their mental functionalities are either exceptionally powerful, or substantially deprived, to an extremity that natural order could not have intended.

I believe all human individuals can be correctly regarded as being humanly intelligent. There is no disparity between one or the other; nobody can rightfully be proclaimed as of remarkable intelligence, whilst the other is degraded as a half-witted fool. Indeed, the whole perception of a fool must necessarily arise from one bearing witness to an action of questionable wisdom, although truly, all human wisdom is well-founded.

An infinity of nodes are necessarily constituent to the constitution and fortitude of human intelligence; each node representing a region of heightened proficiency.

It is important to acknowledge the complexity of human beings; the calculative procedures, whether automatic or deliberately sought, that are necessarily constituent to the formulation of an idea; the prudence behind a decision, no matter how apparently foolish, in the sense that every human action can be logically justified, if only a psychological dissection was to occur. I despair that foolery is so often considered to be pervasive throughout human society.

Language is inefficient in successfully communicating the more elaborate processes of a mind, and there is a discreditable human inclination towards a presumptuous attitude of thought whenever the inexplicable is to be witnessed or observed. This is perhaps what is primarily involved in the misconception that there is indeed a plight of idiocy that plagues the reality of human existence. A movement may perhaps appear foolish or helplessly misjudged from one point of observation, but from the perspective of the alleged fool, some algorithm of thinking must have occurred to substantiate upon the, “Go ahead,” that ultimately provided self-approval to his action.

Back to the measurement of intelligence: I do not believe it can be successfully conducted. Typical human beings are all gifted with a typical human intellect; their intellects, however, are invested into variable regions of specialisation. An individual who is weak in mathematics or academic studies in general is not necessarily stupid or mentally destitute when you perhaps consider his outstanding proficiency in sport or artistic innovation.

Conclusively, my thoughts on intelligence are that different human beings are typically of similar intellectual capacity; this capacity is simply divided into areas of heightened capability that vary between alternative individuals. This ultimately leads to a social misinterpretation of, “Intelligence,” as something that is represented through one’s performance in an IQ test – that dreadful intermediary device that acts upon this entire deception of varying ability – or in an academic pursuit.

If you’re reading this blog right now, then in all faithful probability, you are equally intelligent to I; I can only imagine the areas in which your performance might so be overwhelmingly transcendent of mine. Human beings are defined by their qualities; characterised by their intellectual proficiencies; but, from my perspective, it is never agreeable to judge them by a presumably heightened or disconsolate mental constitution, because the constitution of every mind is equally capable – the capability is merely divided throughout varying regions of performance.

When we get back, I’ll drop a line~

It was never my decision to decorate this blog with more elementary matters of mere trivial consequence; not even when creativity is rendered as sterile as it is at present. So I’m never going to post something that implies a direct relationship towards the condition of my life, because it’s inexpressibly boring to have to both read and write such autobiographical affairs.

There is an ice fairy here, somewhere

There is a certain variety of freedom that transcends the grasp of more ordinary individuals; individuals whose proceedings are governed by scheduled affairs and whose movements are confined within the principles of routine; oppressive routine. Oppressive routine that enforces a consistency of repetitive motion that stales the mind and enforces an unshakable sterility upon creativity, numbing the individual urge to be vocally expressive.

But that’s probably not what I wholeheartedly acknowledge; a multiplicity of personalities are constituent towards human thought. Every purported, “Individual,” human being is indeed a nation within one; a series of opinions adherent to a single government that is more of an output of the infinity of wisdom that characterises human judgment than is a tyrannical association that aims to organise and herd and ultimately constrict. Wholehearted internal agreement is rare, and there is often conflict between the various interpretative entities of the human mind, and thus we turn towards bibliographies and social influence to assist the haste in which we determine our conclusions and thus relieve ourselves of the stresses that emerge from tumultuous internal thoughts.

I have an intimacy for rain

I imagine this to be the most peculiar of the posts that I’ve contrived to publish so far, but this was just an attempt at generating material, no matter how fragmented and perceptibly disorganised it might be. It was a recommendation suggested to me by the omniscience of Google, and I’m not sure whether to interpret its productiveness as successful or destructive.

So, I’ll at the very least be aiming for one post per week. We could be witnessed history in Egypt and we could by witnessing history’s proliferation throughout the middle eastern and Arabian regions of Earth. Until then, the superfluity of living must persist.

Capricious judgment led me to the uploading of a variety of pictures for the purposes visual entertainment. I personally hope this was entertaining!

So I was just considering this article just now:

http://www.livescience.com/health/woman-has-no-fear-ptsd-101216.html

I just wanted to say that the impulsive fear that would drive you away from a circumstance of physical threat is not the only fear that exists to govern the motions of an individual.

Terrifying paragraphs of text!:

(Click to enlarge) The amygdalae, here shaded in red, are considered responsible for human fear; impulsive fear, rather.

The article that I have provided is only an address towards impulsive fear; impulsive fear is instinctive fear. It is what drives us to flee from instances threatening to life, and has no authority over decisions that are more subconsciously considered by the mind. Fear is the one characteristic that exists to contradict the destructive potential of desire; human desire is infinite, and it is only fear that exists to keep it in check. If a woman’s fear has truly been eradicated, then, operating with the utmost consent from the mind and operating with the objective of providing itself with what is truly an non-acquirable fulfillment, she functions and survives without constraint on any activity; she functions with an absolute exhibition of desire; a desire to satisfy desire. If she is angered, nothing will exist to argue against brutal action in retaliation to that anger. She will lash out against the physical environment, and invoke harm upon individuals of particular misfortune, and there would be no moral obligation, no fearful inhibition to discourage here against such actions. She will consume, languor, and kill without the slightest presence of imagined hesitation. If it is one thing that accompanies her desire, then it will not be fear.

So really, the example provided in the link is only an instance in which impulsive fear has been destroyed, thus giving no reason to avert physical harm. The fear that acts in contradiction to a likely proposal of, “Should I buy a banana?” is immeasurably different from the alternative of, “Should I enter a genuinely haunted house?” however. What would compel you to buy or restrain yourself from buying a banana would be concerns over pricing, quality, and taste; if you choose to ignore the purchase because you believe it is too expensive, it was not very admirably handled, or if should be no particular culinary indulgence, then those are all derivatives of fear that are determining the nature of your action.

“Yeah, but it’s just common sense,” you might argue, “To avoid a lion with claws, or taking loans from a bank on the brink of financial collapse.” You’re right, but if your common sense is demanding that you deprive yourself of a certain satisfaction; if your common sense is convincing you not to do something, then that is your fear. Any further discourse would necessarily involve argument concerning the precise definitions of fear, and that would almost certainly be a tiring argument of no particularly meritable value in productivity.

It did rain today, by the way. Not in sufficient enough quantities to induce the waters to flood, but rain is awesome nonetheless =)

Pride, envy, greed, gluttony, sloth, wrath, lust.

It really seems to be that if you explained what defined these seven sins as they lie presently, you’d be providing description to human nature overall. Whether they’re truly sinful or not, I imagine that every human has committed themselves to these feelings at some point in their lives; I certainly have, and all of them are commonly witnessed experiences.

Anyway, religious mythology (If mythology is the proper word to use) has always given me interest. There’s a certain cardinal majesty to it all that provides a notion of immensity when you read about it, and it’s exciting.

I mean, why not?

As for change, one question to ask yourself is why don’t you change? What prevents you from it, and would it truly be beneficial to remain in your present state; to maintain your slavery beneath current indulgences and to continue to exploit pleasure for its worth through whatever abuse you administer to your form.

Humans are not psychologically induced to change. Why don’t I change? I choose not to change in defence of the present condition of my conscience, which strives to protect itself from annihilation. A change of personality would require an evolution of conscience that must necessarily result in the destruction of what is current; an occurrence that is not at all favourable to the one thing that frequently aims to deny the very concept of inexistence, that feared, threatening end.

If I changed, much of what I am would disappear in order to capacitate what’s to come.

That’s probably why so many people don’t like tremendous change; it forces certain habits, both good and bad, into obliteration.

I suppose there’s a certain fantastical charm that coincides with the harbouring of such convictions.

^Let the title be the first part of the approaching sentence:

This picture is sucky and boring, but I really couldn't think of anything more appropriate.

The routine features devotion to a scheduled lifestyle where we endure a continuous monotony for weeks on end, forever in expectation of the next holiday season. I blogged earlier about, “Desire and fear,” the title of which sounds unsettlingly philosophical, now, upon reflection, even though it’s just a bit of an observation. It really doesn’t matter how genuinely you might enjoy your lifestyle or career; repetition dulls the mind, and through frequent repetition it’s guaranteed that interest will be lost. The further we becomes involved in a schedule, the more repulsive the very concept of waking up at 6am everyday becomes.

To compensate for our routine, we look towards entertainment. There are all sorts of methods that are used to pleasure ourselves in order to make the struggles of life just a little more bearable. Much of a person’s devotion to sport, television or computers may just be a result of his requirement for a leisurely occupation that gave him relief, however momentary, from his obstinate schedule.

With many people trapped within an agenda directing themselves towards entertainment for their relief, the world immediately becomes more greatly concerned over our entertainments; entertainment begins to evolve into more of a distraction that what it’s worth. So why would you want to read-up on politics and have some concern for what your next government will be when fashion and lifestyle present themselves in a magazine or on a television screen, demanding your attention?

Truly, there’s nothing bad about entertainment, but when so much of a modern household can remain attached to television, the whole issue becomes disconcerting. I’m not going to be cliche and proclaim this to be a governmental conspiracy, or say something within the nature of, “Sell your webcams because big brother is watching you through them,” but it’d be foolish to neglect the reality that all media associations exercise a remarkable power of their audience as a result of how heavily attractive a distractive television can become.

Of course, entertainment would be a lot less distractive if only our schedules could be relieved. If only we had more time for leisure and less for academics or physical labour, the internet would not be such an attractive enjoyment to the mind; I suffer from this myself and would probably involve myself less with the computer if only school wasn’t quite as occupying.

A similar consequence was trying to be achieved by the Germans leading up to World War Two. Highly affordable radios were produced by factories and sold in shops. People purchased them to fulfill their requirements for entertainment; but such radios had a very short range and could only receive signals from local radio stations. The result was absolute control over what the German population understood and heard.

Tl;dr? – Scheduled lifestyles draw us to entertainment. Devotion to entertainment can distract from matters of greater importance (No, not your college degree; more like the social condition of your neighbourhood). Through media proliferation, governing authorities have the capability to communicate whatever they like to the human population with a concerning rapidity.

I’ll probably try organising more light-hearted posts next time. Kinda at a loss as to what exactly would pass as being light-hearted though :|

Desire and fear

Desire and fear are to the two primary driving emotions. Many of our decisions can somehow be traced towards a conflict, and an inflation or diminishing of either. It is desire that compels us to reach towards a likely opportunity, and prefers to act in defiance of all boundary, and it is fear that counteracts what is potentially reckless desire, providing us with the foundation for all known inhibition.

It is desire that presents us with the idea of doing something; it is fear that discourages us from ever doing it.

Likewise, fear may compel us towards a particular task because we are afraid of the consequences of inaction, however desire argues against it.

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