i wish

I wish writing came a bit easier to me. There is no doubt that this is the correct avenue for me to go down. Now that my life has balance again I find that desire again, to pursue what I know myself to be good at.
The problem lies in distraction and allocation of resource. Even now my motivation to continue this humdrum ragtag article is waning. and the discretionary nature of this blog holds me to no account.
But at least I am excited again. Even though I struggle now to persist in my efforts, I strongly believe that my immersion into the academic world and it's denizens and deadlines will squeeze the best out of me. I can't wait.

People are more informed....

...but they are also more opinionated. Disproportionately so.

Knowledge is an extremely powerful weapon, but unfortunately some people don't know how to wield it, or what to do with it. So instead of tapping the nail in gently, with just the right amount of force so it properly props up the portrait, they put a fucking hole in the wall.

Knowledge is a good thing. A great thing. But without handling techniques, Bayesian thinking, rationality, it's awfully dangerous.

Knowing how to drive a plane isn't a bad a thing. For the pilot of an Airline carrier, that knowledge is a great thing for him to have. Not the case for a fanatical Islamist.

Knowledge isn't enough. It's why clever people can still be dangerous morons. Like Tony Abbott. I hate that guy.

supersede the debate

today I listened to a debate from the TV show 'Big Ideas' that features on the ABC. The topic was 'Atheists are wrong' and featured 6 prominent figures in the world of philosophy religion and ethics.
It was interesting. It was also arbitrary, vague and disconnected. And to be fair to the participants, the subject did lend itself consistently. Such a topic could easily be interpreted to represent a whole myriad of ideas and arguments.
The inferential distance between the debaters, even those sharing the same side of the coin, was too far to derive any meaningful discourse between them. Rather I had to settle more upon the indulgent rhetorics as heralded in their reserved slots, and it was not even until we saw reactions from the audience, and finishing statements did we see any proper response or breakdown of ideas, and by those moments, the forum is so awash with ideas that cohesion and clarity is lost in a sea of voices and thoughts.
I do not take this diverse presentation of ideas as a negative. This at least shows progress in the wider debate, that such ideas are even broached. It shows that there is an understanding that there is a need to supersede the facade of Religious verse Atheist, that people, if they truly want to discover something of substance, must submerge below the murky obfuscations that float on the surface.
The problem is there doing it all at once, and for motives that still need clarity.

This debates need more specif-icy. We shouldn't be pitting this castles against each other, we should be comparing their foundations. Ideology spins together in a web, and must be unraveled methodically, one at a time - that is how you effect change. It is how you defeat wrong.

I hope that soon in my life I will be able to enter these conflicts more sincerely, and therein bring an approach that really brings us to a place of understanding, and place that supersedes the labels, truly finds the substance in this confused battle of ideas.

meme's

If your anything like me, the internets is your entertainment and comedy. And I spell it internets intentionally.

For by internets I don’t mean the internet: facebook, email, news sites, sports sites.
No I mean the internets: the heart of the beast, the inner dwellings of reddit, digg, fukung, 9gag, and the like. These are the ongoing casual conversations of our entire population, the witty satires and quick jabs, the odd off colour joke, the complete disregard for political correctness.
Go to 9gag.com
View it for 5 minutes, and I guarantee that there is at least one post in there that you will understand, regardless of what language you speak, what culture you come from or what you believe in.
Meme’s are the new universal language of our age.
If your not familiar with the term in the way internet savy users are, a meme is a short crudely drawn comic strip using generic characterisations to describe situations commonly encountered by the author, usually situations that most of us encounter in one form or another.
And that is the beauty of the meme – it makes you realize all those little things that you pick up on, all those tiny experiences that you never bother to mention, or that you think are unique to yourself, you begin to find are commonplace. You are not alone – every dreads that feeling when you touch seaweed underwater, everyone feels awesome when you click your fingers and the traffic light changes colour, everyone’s finished the carton of milk and put it back into the fridge empty.
These memes have connected the human race in a way none of us could have imagined. It made us realize how alike we really are, that all over the world, we share these human experiences, we aren’t alone in our isolation of the world.

Meme’s make me realize I’m not alone in this world, and that if I Lol at these little strange experiences, 7 billion people Lol with me.

briefly

Just a quick sporadic post:

I started a writing project. And I feel like I can actually finish it.
I find this exciting.

Still no job. Crossing fingers for a call tomorrow though.

interesting talk with Dad today. that's all.

i'll write more one day.

What's new!?

This.

I'm back because I need to write it off my chest. I'm so exhausted from pretending with people.

I am different now. Matured. Grown. Not stupid.
I've developed. In the past 5 years I have grown beyond that which I had imagined I was capable of. And it has surprised me entirely.
Unfortunately it disconnects me from those I care about most. For I climb these mountains of truth, but the further I go the more obscured those behind me become my the fog.
They can't see things from here. They are incapable of understanding where I stand, where I come from.
Because in this area I have tried so hard, SO hard. In this I have suffered, doubted, cried, sweated, and yearned, and from it I feel that more than anywhere else I have excelled. I have shown excellence, commitment, passion, honesty, integrity and character.
And it is in this area that I have performed so well in, that I must bury it for the sake of my delicate kin, whose narrow minds cannot accommodate a doubt. From those I love most, I must bury the best of me.
For those whom I would want to make most proud, I must hide my most proudest accomplishments.
I have ascended into the unknown, for which their only response is fear.

What a pity. What a deep sorrowful pity.
For I can only move beyond them. I can only accept that their standards for me are inadequate and naive, and that if they cannot make some steps up the mountain than I must continue on without them.

Ah, family. What a complicated difficult thing you are. I am sorry that you cannot contain me.