<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466</id><updated>2011-09-15T22:54:46.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Excerpts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-85157281738918138</id><published>2010-11-15T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T01:47:30.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Debris Excerpts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No,” he replied, in a manner that seemed suddenly&lt;br /&gt;coherent. “Every other question has an answer to why. Only&lt;br /&gt;probability is inexplicable.”&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;and his posture was an ongoing conversation&lt;br /&gt;with gravity. He wasn’t old. He was ancient.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;He continued, “Let me ask you a simple question: Did&lt;br /&gt;you deliver the package or did the package deliver you?”&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“Then you would agree that delivering the package&lt;br /&gt;required the participation of the package. The package told&lt;br /&gt;you where to go.”&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The old man’s face revealed a life of useful endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Is awareness like intelligence?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. Intelligence is a measure of how well you function&lt;br /&gt;within your level of awareness. Your intelligence will stay&lt;br /&gt;about the same over your life. Awareness is entirely different&lt;br /&gt;from intelligence; awareness involves recognizing your&lt;br /&gt;delusions for what they are. Most people’s awareness will&lt;br /&gt;advance one or two levels in their lifetime.”&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 122)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Awareness is about unlearning. It is the recognition&lt;br /&gt;that you don’t know as much as you thought you knew.” (122)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first level of awareness&lt;br /&gt;at birth. That is when you first become aware that you exist.&lt;br /&gt;In the second level of awareness you understand that&lt;br /&gt;other people exist. You believe most of what you are told by&lt;br /&gt;authority figures. You accept the belief system in which you&lt;br /&gt;are raised.&lt;br /&gt;At the third level of awareness you recognize that&lt;br /&gt;humans are often wrong about the things they believe. You&lt;br /&gt;feel that you might be wrong about some of your own&lt;br /&gt;beliefs but you don’t know which ones !  Despite your doubts, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find comforts in your beliefs ! ( chapter 123)&lt;br /&gt;The fourth level is skepticism. You believe the scientific&lt;br /&gt;method is the best measure of what is true and you believe&lt;br /&gt;you have a good working grasp of truth, thanks to science,&lt;br /&gt;your logic, and your senses. You are arrogant when it comes&lt;br /&gt;to dealing with people in levels two and three.  ( chapter 124)&lt;br /&gt;The fifth level of awareness is the Avatar. The Avatar&lt;br /&gt;understands that the mind is an illusion generator, not a&lt;br /&gt;window to reality. The Avatar recognizes science as a belief&lt;br /&gt;system, albeit a useful one. An Avatar is aware of God’s&lt;br /&gt;power as expressed in probability and the inevitable recombination&lt;br /&gt;of God consciousness. ( chapter 124)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think I’m a fourth-level,” I said, “at least according&lt;br /&gt;to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, you are a fourth,” he confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" How to jump from 4 th level of awareness to 5 the level ? " I asked.&lt;br /&gt;awareness does not come from receiving&lt;br /&gt;new information. It comes from rejecting old information.&lt;br /&gt;You still cling to your fourth-level delusions.”&lt;br /&gt;“I feel vaguely insulted,” I joked.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People at all levels have the same potential for&lt;br /&gt;being useful.” (125)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“No. Happiness comes more easily at the other levels.&lt;br /&gt;Awareness has its price. An Avatar can find happiness only&lt;br /&gt;in serving.”&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ( most effective leaders) convince people to&lt;br /&gt;act against self-interest and pursue the leaders’ visions of the&lt;br /&gt;greater good. Leaders make citizens go to war to seize land&lt;br /&gt;they will never live on and to kill people who have different&lt;br /&gt;religions.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not all leaders are irrational,” I argued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The most effective ones are. You don’t often see math&lt;br /&gt;geniuses or logic professors become great leaders. Logic is a&lt;br /&gt;detriment to leadership.”  ( 126)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Avatar keeps it so by occasionally introducing&lt;br /&gt;new ideas when needed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you think an idea can change the world that&lt;br /&gt;much?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ideas are the only things that can change the world.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is details.”&lt;br /&gt;( chapter 126)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;We talked more about life and energy and probability.&lt;br /&gt;At times I lost the sense of belonging to my own body. It&lt;br /&gt;was as if my consciousness expanded to include items in the&lt;br /&gt;room. I stared at my hand as it rested on the arm of the&lt;br /&gt;rocking chair and watched as the distinctions between wood&lt;br /&gt;and air and hand disappeared. ( 127)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;At times I felt like a kitten&lt;br /&gt;lifted by the fold of skin on the back of my neck, helpless,&lt;br /&gt;safe, transported. (127)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember leaving his house or walking to my&lt;br /&gt;van, but I do remember how everything looked. The city&lt;br /&gt;had bright edges. Sound was crisp. Colors were vivid.&lt;br /&gt;Objects seemed more dimensional, as if I could see the sides&lt;br /&gt;and backs from any angle. I heard a phone call being made&lt;br /&gt;a block away and knew both sides of the conversation. I&lt;br /&gt;could feel every variation in airflow. ( 127)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you believe in God?” the old man asked, as if we had&lt;br /&gt;known each other forever but had somehow neglected to&lt;br /&gt;discuss that one topic. I assumed he wanted reassurance that&lt;br /&gt;his departure from this life would be the beginning of something&lt;br /&gt;better. I gave a kind answer.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If God knows what the future holds, then all our choices&lt;br /&gt;are already made, aren’t they? Free will must be an illusion.”&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“God lets us determine the future ourselves, using our free&lt;br /&gt;will,” I explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then you believe God doesn’t know the future?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I guess not,” I admitted. “But he must prefer not&lt;br /&gt;knowing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you agree that it would be impossible for God to&lt;br /&gt;know the future and grant humans free will?”&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If God exists, his motives are certainly unfathomable.&lt;br /&gt;No one knows why he grants free will, or why he cares&lt;br /&gt;about human souls, or why pain and suffering are necessary&lt;br /&gt;parts of life.”&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“A brain surgeon would tell you that a specific part of&lt;br /&gt;the brain controls the ability to love. If it’s damaged, people&lt;br /&gt;are incapable of love, incapable of caring about others.”&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were omnipotent, why would you limit&lt;br /&gt;yourself to something that could be reproduced by a little&lt;br /&gt;clump of neurons?”&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you believe God wants things. And he loves things,&lt;br /&gt;similar to the way humans do. Do you also believe God&lt;br /&gt;experiences anger and forgiveness?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s part of the package,” I said, committing further&lt;br /&gt;to my side of the debate.&lt;br /&gt;“So God has a personality, according to you, and it is&lt;br /&gt;similar to what humans experience?”&lt;br /&gt;“I guess so.”&lt;br /&gt;“What sort of arrogance assumes God is like people?”&lt;br /&gt;he asked.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you saying you believe in God because there are no&lt;br /&gt;other explanations?” he asked.  ( because Google cannot answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything nor answers.yahoo.com)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I know. You’re going to say that if he sees his&lt;br /&gt;own future, then his choices are predetermined. Or, if he&lt;br /&gt;can’t see the future, then he’s not omnipotent.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Omnipotence is trickier than it seems,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can you imagine bent space?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, but just because I can’t imagine it doesn’t mean&lt;br /&gt;it’s not true. You can’t argue with Einstein.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked away.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Words such as dimension and field and infinity are nothing&lt;br /&gt;more than conveniences for mathematicians and scientists.&lt;br /&gt;They are not descriptions of reality, yet we accept them as&lt;br /&gt;such because everyone is sure someone else knows what the&lt;br /&gt;words mean.”&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“String theory says that all of physical reality—from gravity&lt;br /&gt;to magnetism to light—can be explained in one grand theory&lt;br /&gt;that involves tiny, string-shaped, vibrating objects. String&lt;br /&gt;theory has produced no useful results. It has never been&lt;br /&gt;proven by experiment, yet thousands of physicists are dedicating&lt;br /&gt;their careers to it on the faith that it smells right.”&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Every generation of humans believed it had all the&lt;br /&gt;answers it needed, except for a few mysteries they assumed&lt;br /&gt;would be solved at any moment. And they all believed their&lt;br /&gt;ancestors were simplistic and deluded. What are the odds&lt;br /&gt;that you are the first generation of humans who will understand&lt;br /&gt;reality?”&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paused. “Your soul, according to you, knows the difference&lt;br /&gt;between your brain and everything else that is not&lt;br /&gt;your brain. And it never makes a mistake in that regard. That&lt;br /&gt;means your soul has structure and rules, like a machine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It must,” I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If the soul is the source of free will, then it must be&lt;br /&gt;weighing alternatives and making decisions.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s its job.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But that’s what brains do. Why would you need a soul&lt;br /&gt;to do what a brain can do?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is absurd to define God as omnipotent and then burden&lt;br /&gt;him with our own myopic view of the significance of&lt;br /&gt;human beings. What could possibly be interesting or important&lt;br /&gt;to a God that knows everything, can create anything,&lt;br /&gt;can destroy anything. The concept of ‘importance’ is a&lt;br /&gt;human one born out of our need to make choices for survival.&lt;br /&gt;An omnipotent being has no need to rank things. To&lt;br /&gt;God, nothing in the universe would be more interesting,&lt;br /&gt;more worthy, more useful, more threatening, or more&lt;br /&gt;important than anything else.”&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The steering wheel and the engine are of equal importance.&lt;br /&gt;It is a human impulse—composed of equal parts arrogance&lt;br /&gt;and instinct—to believe we can rank everything in&lt;br /&gt;our environment. Importance is not an intrinsic quality of&lt;br /&gt;the universe. It exists only in our delusion-filled minds. I&lt;br /&gt;can assure you that humans are not in any form or fashion&lt;br /&gt;more important than rocks or steering wheels or engines.”&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Omnipotence means that nothing is a challenge. And&lt;br /&gt;what could stimulate the mind of someone who knows&lt;br /&gt;everything?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You make it sound almost boring to be God. But I&lt;br /&gt;guess you’ll say boredom is a human feeling.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Debris consists of 2 things.&lt;br /&gt;“Everything is made of some other thing. And those things&lt;br /&gt;in turn are made of other things. Over the next hundred years,&lt;br /&gt;scientists will uncover layer after layer of building blocks, each&lt;br /&gt;smaller than the last. At each layer the differences between types&lt;br /&gt;of matter will be fewer. At the lowest layer everything is exactly&lt;br /&gt;the same. Matter is uniform. Those are the bits of God.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s the second part of the debris?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Probability.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Probability is omnipotent and omnipresent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probability is the guiding force of everything&lt;br /&gt;in the universe, living or nonliving, near or far, big or small,&lt;br /&gt;now or anytime.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our existence was programmed into the&lt;br /&gt;universe from the beginning, guaranteed by the power of&lt;br /&gt;probability. The time and place of our existence were flexible,&lt;br /&gt;but the outcome was assured because sooner or later life&lt;br /&gt;would happen. We would be sitting in these rocking chairs,&lt;br /&gt;or ones just like them, having this conversation. You believe&lt;br /&gt;that DNA and probability are opposites. But both make&lt;br /&gt;specific things happen. DNA runs on a tighter schedule&lt;br /&gt;than probability, but in the long run—the extreme long run—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probability is just as fixed and certain in its outcome.&lt;br /&gt;Probability forces the coin toss to be exactly fifty-fifty at&lt;br /&gt;some point, assuming you keep flipping forever. Likewise,&lt;br /&gt;probability forced us to exist exactly as we are. Only the timing&lt;br /&gt;was in question.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“As&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we speak, engineers&lt;br /&gt;are building the Internet to link every part of the&lt;br /&gt;world in much the same way as a fetus develops a central&lt;br /&gt;nervous system. Virtually no one questions the desirability&lt;br /&gt;of the Internet. It seems that humans are born with the&lt;br /&gt;instinct to create it and embrace it. The instinct of beavers&lt;br /&gt;is to build dams; the instinct of humans is to build communication&lt;br /&gt;systems.”&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Humanity is developing a sort of global eyesight as&lt;br /&gt;millions of video cameras on satellites, desktops, and street&lt;br /&gt;corners are connected to the Internet. In your lifetime it&lt;br /&gt;will be possible to see almost anything on the planet from&lt;br /&gt;any computer. And society’s intelligence is merging over the&lt;br /&gt;Internet, creating, in effect, a global mind that can do vastly&lt;br /&gt;more than any individual mind. Eventually everything that&lt;br /&gt;is known by one person will be available to all. A decision&lt;br /&gt;can be made by the collective mind of humanity and&lt;br /&gt;instantly communicated to the body of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In the distant future, humans will learn to control the&lt;br /&gt;weather, to manipulate DNA, and to build whole new&lt;br /&gt;worlds out of raw matter. There is no logical limit to how&lt;br /&gt;much our collective power will grow. A billion years from&lt;br /&gt;now, if a visitor from another dimension observed humanity,&lt;br /&gt;he might perceive it to be one large entity with a consciousness&lt;br /&gt;and purpose, and not a collection of relatively&lt;br /&gt;uninteresting individuals.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Would you? Your skin cells are not aware that they are&lt;br /&gt;part of a human being. Skin cells are not equipped for that&lt;br /&gt;knowledge. They are equipped to do what they do and&lt;br /&gt;nothing more. Likewise, if we humans—and all the plants&lt;br /&gt;and animals and dirt and rocks—were components of God,&lt;br /&gt;would we have the capacity to know it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The trouble with your theory,” I said, “is that matter&lt;br /&gt;doesn’t pop in and out of existence. Scientists would have&lt;br /&gt;noticed that by now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Actually, they have. Matter pops into and out of existence&lt;br /&gt;all the time. That’s what a quantum leap is. You’ve&lt;br /&gt;probably heard the term but didn’t know its origin.”&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Imagine a copper penny that is exactly like an ordinary&lt;br /&gt;penny except that for this discussion it has consciousness. It&lt;br /&gt;knows it is a coin and it knows that you sometimes flip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If the penny’s consciousness were like human consciousness,&lt;br /&gt;it would analyze the situation and conclude that it&lt;br /&gt;had free will. When it wanted to come up heads, and heads&lt;br /&gt;was the result, the penny would confirm its belief in its power&lt;br /&gt;to choose. When it came up tails instead, it would blame its&lt;br /&gt;own lack of commitment, or assume God had a hand in it.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The imaginary coin would believe that things don’t&lt;br /&gt;just ‘happen’ without causes. If nothing external controlled&lt;br /&gt;the results of the flips, a reasonable penny would assume&lt;br /&gt;that the control came from its own will, influenced perhaps&lt;br /&gt;by God’s will, assuming it were a religious penny.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Probability—the  essence of God’s power—dictates that the penny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must sometimes  come up tails even when the penny chooses to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heads.”&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(read up to chapter 70 : 17.oct.2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The events of  the past appear to cause the present, but every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we pop  back into existence we are subject to a new set of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probabilities.  Literally anything can happen.”&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Skeptics are not exempt from&lt;br /&gt;normal human brain functions. It is a human tendency to&lt;br /&gt;become what you attack. Skeptics attack irrational thinkers&lt;br /&gt;and in the process become irrational.”&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“But probability avoids in-between conditions. It favors&lt;br /&gt;heads or tails. Evolution also avoids in-between conditions.&lt;br /&gt;Something in the nature of the God-dust made growing&lt;br /&gt;two eyes likely and growing two heads unlikely. More to the&lt;br /&gt;point, there is something about eyes that supports God’s&lt;br /&gt;inevitable reassembly. ( chapter 71)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"“It is literally true that no two people share the same&lt;br /&gt;reality. Einstein proved that reality is not one fixed state.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, it is an infinite number of unique realities, depending&lt;br /&gt;on where you are and how fast you are moving. " ( chapter 84)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By analogy, think of earth’s horizon. The horizon&lt;br /&gt;is not a physical thing. It is a concept. If you tried to&lt;br /&gt;put some horizon in a bucket, you couldn’t do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yet the horizon is observable and understandable. It&lt;br /&gt;seems to be physical and it seems to have form and substance.&lt;br /&gt;But when you run toward the horizon, no matter&lt;br /&gt;how fast you go, it seems to stay ahead of you by the same&lt;br /&gt;distance. You can never reach the horizon, no matter how&lt;br /&gt;fast you move.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued. “Light is analogous to the horizon. It is&lt;br /&gt;a boundary that gives the illusion of being a physical thing.&lt;br /&gt;Like the horizon, it appears to move away from you at a&lt;br /&gt;constant speed no matter how fast you are moving. We&lt;br /&gt;observe things that we believe are light, like the searchlight&lt;br /&gt;in the night sky, the cloud-red sunset. But those things are not light;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are merely boundaries between different&lt;br /&gt;probabilities.&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 86)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There are plenty of nonphysical things that affect the&lt;br /&gt;world,” he said. “Gravity is not physical, and yet it seems to&lt;br /&gt;keep you from floating off the Earth. Probability is not&lt;br /&gt;physical, but it influences a coin toss anywhere in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;An idea is not physical and it can change civilization.”&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 87)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When we feel the warmth of sunlight, we are feeling&lt;br /&gt;the effect of increased probabilities and, therefore, increased&lt;br /&gt;activity of our skin cells, not the effect of photons striking&lt;br /&gt;our skin. Photons have no mass, the scientists tell us. That&lt;br /&gt;is another way to say they do not exist except as a concept.”&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 87)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“We like to believe that other people have the same level&lt;br /&gt;of urges as we do, despite all evidence to the contrary. We&lt;br /&gt;convince ourselves that people differ only in their degree of&lt;br /&gt;morality or willpower, or a combination of the two. But&lt;br /&gt;urges are real, and they differ wildly for every individual.&lt;br /&gt;Morality and willpower are illusions. For any human being,&lt;br /&gt;the highest urge always wins and willpower never enters into&lt;br /&gt;it. Willpower is a delusion.”&lt;br /&gt;( chapter 87)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The concept of location is a useful&lt;br /&gt;delusion when applied to real estate ownership, or when&lt;br /&gt;giving someone directions to the store. But when it is&lt;br /&gt;viewed through the eyes of an omnipotent God, the concept&lt;br /&gt;of location is absurd.&lt;br /&gt;( end of chapter 96)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“Probability is the expression of God’s will. It is in your&lt;br /&gt;best interest to obey probability.” ( chapter 97)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How do I obey probability?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God’s reassembly requires people—living, healthy people,”&lt;br /&gt;he said. “When you buckle your seat belt, you increase your&lt;br /&gt;chances of living. That is obeying probability. If you get drunk&lt;br /&gt;and drive without a seat belt, you are fighting probability.”&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 97)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Life has a feel and flow to it. Usually you know instinctively&lt;br /&gt;when you are working with probability on your side and&lt;br /&gt;when you are fighting it. When you take your education seriously,&lt;br /&gt;for example, you are greatly increasing your probability of&lt;br /&gt;contributing to God’s reassembly. When you love and respect&lt;br /&gt;others and procreate responsibly, you are living within the safety&lt;br /&gt;cone of probability. You are, in a sense, fulfilling God’s will.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That sounds like karma,” I said. “When you do good&lt;br /&gt;things, good things come back to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, but good things do not return in a one-for-one&lt;br /&gt;manner. Individual actions are not directly rewarded. It is&lt;br /&gt;only on average that doing good improves the quality of life&lt;br /&gt;for you and the people around you.”&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 97)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God controls&lt;br /&gt;the averages, not the individuals. Your short-term payoff for&lt;br /&gt;contributing to God’s consciousness is fewer problems in&lt;br /&gt;your daily life, less stress, and more happiness. (chapter 100)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not exactly. I’m saying a replica of your mind and&lt;br /&gt;body will exist in the distant future, by chance. And the&lt;br /&gt;things you do now can either make life more pleasant or&lt;br /&gt;more difficult for your replica.”  ( chap 101)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your current life,&lt;br /&gt;every cell in your body has died and been replaced many&lt;br /&gt;times. There is nothing in your current body that you were&lt;br /&gt;born with. You have no original equipment, just replacement&lt;br /&gt;parts, so for all practical purposes, you are already a&lt;br /&gt;replica of a prior version of you.” ( chapter 101)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“There are two types of people in the world, my young&lt;br /&gt;friend. One type is people-oriented. When they make conversation,&lt;br /&gt;it is about people—what people are doing, what someone&lt;br /&gt;said, how someone feels. The other group is&lt;br /&gt;idea-oriented. When they make conversation, they talk about&lt;br /&gt;ideas and concepts and objects.”  ( chapter 102)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If I gave you advice, would you follow it?”&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe. It depends on the advice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( chapter 102) ( even after spending so much time with the Avtaar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy is so skeptic ? Awful ! )&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"........pretend to be interested in the answers. If he turns out to&lt;br /&gt;be some shoe salesman living with his mother in Albany, my&lt;br /&gt;eyes will glaze over.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It would seem phony to you while you asked the questions,&lt;br /&gt;but it would not seem that way to the stranger. To&lt;br /&gt;him it is an unexpected gift, an opportunity to enjoy one of&lt;br /&gt;life’s greatest pleasures: talking about oneself. He would&lt;br /&gt;become more animated and he would instantly begin to like&lt;br /&gt;you. You would seem to be a brilliant and talented conversationalist,&lt;br /&gt;even if your only contribution was asking questions&lt;br /&gt;and listening. And you would have solved the&lt;br /&gt;stranger’s fear of an awkward silence. For that he will be&lt;br /&gt;grateful.” ( chapter 108)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“Have you ever been in traffic behind someone who&lt;br /&gt;doesn’t move when the light turns green, so you honk your&lt;br /&gt;horn, then you realize the car is stalled and there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;the driver could have done?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I’ve honked. It’s embarrassing,” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Most disagreements are like my example. Two people&lt;br /&gt;have different information, but they think the root of their&lt;br /&gt;disagreement is that the other person has bad judgment or&lt;br /&gt;bad manners or bad values. In fact, most people would share&lt;br /&gt;your opinions if they had the same information. If you&lt;br /&gt;spend your time arguing about the faultiness of other people’s&lt;br /&gt;opinions, you waste your time and theirs. The only thing than can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;useful is examining the differences in your&lt;br /&gt;assumptions and adding to each other’s information. Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;that is enough to make viewpoints converge over time.”&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 109)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“Women define themselves by their relationships and&lt;br /&gt;men define themselves by whom they are helping. Women&lt;br /&gt;believe value is created by sacrifice. If you are willing to give&lt;br /&gt;up your favorite activities to be with her, she will trust you.&lt;br /&gt;If being with her is too easy for you, she will not trust you.&lt;br /&gt;You can accomplish your sacrifices symbolically at first, by&lt;br /&gt;leaving work early to buy flowers, canceling your softball&lt;br /&gt;game to make a date, that sort of thing.” ( chapter 109)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“The best you can hope for in a relationship is to find&lt;br /&gt;someone whose flaws are the sort you don’t mind. It is&lt;br /&gt;futile to look for someone who has no flaws, or someone&lt;br /&gt;who is capable of significant change; that sort of person&lt;br /&gt;exists only in our imaginations.” ( chapter 109)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;“Conversation is more than the sum of the words. It is&lt;br /&gt;also a way of signaling the importance of another person by&lt;br /&gt;showing your willingness to give that person your rarest&lt;br /&gt;resource: time. It is a way of conveying respect. Conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds us that we are part of a greater whole, connected in&lt;br /&gt;some way that transcends duty or bloodline or commerce.&lt;br /&gt;Conversation can be many things, but it can never be useless.”&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 114)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next few hours the old man revealed more of his&lt;br /&gt;ingredients for successful social living. Express gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;Give more than is expected. Speak optimistically. Touch&lt;br /&gt;people. Remember names. Don’t confuse flexibility with&lt;br /&gt;weakness. Don’t judge people by their mistakes; rather,&lt;br /&gt;judge them by how they respond to their mistakes. Remember&lt;br /&gt;that your physical appearance is for the benefit of others.&lt;br /&gt;Attend to your own basic needs first; otherwise you will&lt;br /&gt;not be useful to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 114)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, probability is still involved. But fescue and foosball&lt;br /&gt;were only a few of the unusual words and ideas that you&lt;br /&gt;tuned your brain to this week. The others didn’t cross your&lt;br /&gt;path again so you took no notice of their absence. When&lt;br /&gt;you consider all of the coincidences that are possible, it is&lt;br /&gt;not surprising that you experience a few every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A person who does affirmations takes mental tuning to&lt;br /&gt;a higher level. The process of concentrating on the goal&lt;br /&gt;every day greatly increases the likelihood of noticing an&lt;br /&gt;opportunity in the environment. The coincidence will create&lt;br /&gt;the illusion that writing down the goal causes the environment&lt;br /&gt;to produce opportunities. But in reality the only thing&lt;br /&gt;that changes is the person’s ability to notice the opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mean to minimize that advantage because the&lt;br /&gt;ability to recognize opportunities is essential to success.”&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 117)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The subconscious is an odds-calculating machine.&lt;br /&gt;That’s what it does naturally, though not always to good&lt;br /&gt;effect. If your subconscious notices that you lost money on&lt;br /&gt;your last three business dealings with people who wear hats,&lt;br /&gt;you’ll never trust people in hats again. Your subconscious&lt;br /&gt;isn’t always right; it depends on the quality of the information&lt;br /&gt;you feed into its odds-calculating engine. Luckily, the&lt;br /&gt;topic your subconscious knows best is you, because it has&lt;br /&gt;known you since you were in the womb. If your subconscious&lt;br /&gt;allows you to spend ten minutes out of every busy&lt;br /&gt;day writing, ‘I will double my income,’ your subconscious&lt;br /&gt;likes your odds and it is qualified to make that prediction.”&lt;br /&gt;(chapter 118)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-85157281738918138?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/85157281738918138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=85157281738918138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/85157281738918138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/85157281738918138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/11/gods-debris-excerpts.html' title='God&apos;s Debris Excerpts'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-6293328662252439462</id><published>2009-12-31T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T04:33:54.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>page 476 -- 488 : ' Assassins'</title><content type='html'>Page 476&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" This is India, my friend ! Why, do anything simply if you can do it in a complicated way ? Have you ever been to get a driving license or a ration card ? Have you even filed a complaint at a police station ? Have uou ever got a child admitted to school ? It's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;brahminical brain , so wily, so twisted, it draws a straight line by making circles ! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 487&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Guruji to Narrator : Dont' make things complicated. It's ok for human being to Want. It's ok too, for human beings to move on . Like desire, movement too, is the essence of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;" Everything must be continually in a state of movement. Sun, Moon, Stars, Air, Water, Earth : men, women, animals, Germs. Everything must be in flux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And, as you pay a price for Want, you pay a price for Movement, too ! But you need not be afraid of losses. At the end, at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;end, it will all be squared up.  Till it is not, the journey will go on ! Finally, everyone will end up in the same place, everyone's balance sheet perfectly balanced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;"The only difference is - how, each of us got there ! We will be distinguished and separated &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT by the final destination, but the quality of our journey&lt;/span&gt;. The choices we made : the paths we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" That is the miracle of free will !  That is the miracle of being human  ! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Moksha is not the opportunity : Life is !&lt;/span&gt; Moksha is the same for everyone and we will all eventually get it. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Life is discrete, several and separate &lt;/span&gt;: it is our indulgence and our gift. Hence, my son, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;do not be afraid of Wants, do not be afraid of Moving on, do not be afraid of the prices to pay for both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page : 488&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Guruji to our Narrator : Men make the great mistake of thinking that, every woman's karma revolves around her man ! The Truth is - a woman's Karma is far more varied and much more complex than a man's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;" Children, parents, servants, in-laws. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The ceaseless war against the small injustices of the world, of small animals and small people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;The quiet breaking down of walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The quiet location of compassion.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;Being the sail that catches the wind of good fortune. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Being the cushion that breaks the fall of hard fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;Being the poultice on injury. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The pill against disease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;" In contrast, Man's Karma is nothing but the pursuit of money and power, whose accumulations know no limit ! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's the reason , most men soon think their lives are a  failure, while women never cease to strive ! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narrator's monologue :&lt;/span&gt; The peasants and villagers left. They were given &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;small , quick pills of wisdom &lt;/span&gt;and sent away. The full treatment is reserved to the City Folk, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whose resistance to illumination had become dangerously high !&lt;/span&gt; Still, Guruji enjoyed us. We were a challenge ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-6293328662252439462?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6293328662252439462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=6293328662252439462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/6293328662252439462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/6293328662252439462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/12/page-476-488-assassins.html' title='page 476 -- 488 : &apos; Assassins&apos;'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-5580534293727728041</id><published>2009-12-30T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T06:15:06.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Page 378</title><content type='html'>Narrator's monologue on Sara : " Guruji was right. Too much reading, too many books, were a dangerous thing. No conversation culd be simple : no response , uncalibrated. Everything had to be fashioned into an elaborate constgruct : of motives and postures and neweroses and failings. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;page 381&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Sara attacked him ( the lawyer) for being money minded, he said - I could just see him, with a cinematic cock of his head, his finger tips priming his collar - " Madam ! Who doesn't like money ? But here , there is no case and there is no money ! I have studied at it and I know. We are both wasting our time. These men ( the assassins) are like rando stalks of sugarcane. Powerful men cut them, chew them , and spit them out. No one pays to kill them : no one pays to save them. You must spend your time on better things. Bride burning, child labour, witch-hunting, sati, dowry deaths, female foeticide, cholera, tuberculosis, polio, tree-felling, pollution.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ! The whole fucking world is waiting to be saved. From itself !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sara was not the one to take anything at face value. She was too full of grand education for that ! The American university had taught her things like deconstruction and subtext.  Instead of the cunning of the sub-literate, she had the supicion of the over educated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 384&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guruji said, beaming, " If she ( Sara ) means, innocent because they ( the assassins ) are the victims of their circumstances, then, of course, they are innocent ! Just like the Police are, and SHE is, and you and I are ..... and Ravana was , and Duryodhana was and Pakistan is ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narrator : That leaves me no wiser, Guru ji !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guruji : Of course it won't. And in any case , this is not what she means. This is njot the way to look at the world. Only holy men and fools are supposed to find everyone blameless. And you all are , neither ! Trust is NOT like love. It is good to give love freely to everybody, but trust is like good karma - it must always be earned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Men must remember that, they live among men. There is no wisdom in forgetting that. For men, we know, are the least reliable of all animals. For money and power, they can forsake the womb that birthed them. Remember, Gandhi was killed by a Hindu and Jesus was betrayed by his own followers and was nailed to the cross. The Universe manufactures more bad people than good people because, the good is always tested. Continually tested. Because, it's not enough to be good once or twice : it's not enough to get the better of one bad man - the warriors of God need to best, battalions of the bad, in the course of their lives'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 402&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" All you had to do , was to remember their favour ( the dons' ). To never lose your sense of gratitude. Nothing more. No favours were asked in return. There was very little that the majority could possibly give them ( the Dons ) in return. In truth, the Dons were just like powerful men elsewhere. They wanted, not just money and influence, but also , the affection and admiration of people.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;420 ( an asshole of iron)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;that night, Rajbir Gujjar told Hathoda Tyaagi : " Rememer, beta the final seat of all achievement is neither the Head nor the Heart nor the Muscles. It is the Ass ! Courate and determination lives in the ass ! When the odds stack up against men, when the challenges mount, it is the ass that gives way first ! All my life, I have seen it. The asshole opens up and bleasts like a goat ! The head aned the heart and the muscles see it, and follow suit ! " ( LOL)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 444&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali wore a green monkey cap pulled so low down over his face, with just his eyes visible, that Hathoda Tyaagi could not recognize him.&lt;br /&gt;Ali : Hah ! Didn't recognise me ? Not even my wife would ! Might even open her legs because of that ! hah hah !&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Page 444&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali would be dead before long. So would be the other hitmen he worked over, in the coming years. As a rule, triggermen were picked for their dispensability.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 455&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hathoda Tyaagi, with his growing reputation, was a hulking presence at these summits. He neer spoke and he seldom followed the train of the conversation. What he did was - to observe with fascination , the fear that gripped rich men in the face of physical violence. Men, who would have been ruthless and dismissive with underlings, men with fortunes they could not burn in 3 lifetimes, wheedled and whinged in the presence of Donullian's men. And yet, the moment they had to commission the killing of another, the acquired a rare bravura !&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 458&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Along the plinth of the temple sat, a long line of beggas and alm-seekers - cfripples, lepers, the blighted and the cursed : limbs missing, limbs glarled, eyes gouged out,: men, women, children. Hathoday Tyagi walked down the hellish ranks , doling out ten - and twenty-rupee notes, sparking a ripple of cries and blessings. it was what he did whenever he got the opportunity. He had no real  use fo rhis money. Some of it went to his family, some was swuandered on meat for the dogs, doles to the old man, and alms to all manner of fakirs and beggars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For, Hathoda Tyagi knew, that all blessings ned to be secured and kept whole by concinual acts of generosity and kindness. In the company of vileness, the greatest boons were leachd of their potency. He gave what he had little need of - his money - and tried to keep what he needd - the benedications of the wretches - which were the benedictions of the Gods !&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 467&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai to our Narrator : Power is the Engine of the world. Sex and Money, its oil and lubricants. God is, at best, the invocation before you start the engine - meaningless if you have no engine to start ! God is a Goli, a multi-flavoured pill, invented by those who have power, money, and sex, to give to those , who have none ! Love is another goli. Some days, we too swallow these golis. They feel good, like a joint, a temporary high. But they are not the reality. The reality is power , money , sex. And yes, here is anohter Goli - Morality! "&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-5580534293727728041?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/5580534293727728041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=5580534293727728041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/5580534293727728041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/5580534293727728041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/12/page-378.html' title='Page 378'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-7557218583105286716</id><published>2009-11-22T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:21:03.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>story of my assassins : page no.326</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Story of my assassins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;These college boys , sons of influential parents, played basket ball. They were full of quick feints, loud abuse, and aggresive elbows. Some were accompanied by ripening girls. At the end, they sat huddled together and shared cigarettes. I wanted to slap their smug, confident faces. These were kids for whom, India was just a vast amusemetn park, set up by some earnest gold geezers after kicking out some whte men. they all neeed a fucking craxsh course in the Vedanta and a stint in the Army. Three months in Siachen, and 6 months in Imphal. Then, they would gain a perspective on the fadeaway jumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Page 293)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( After Chini's first adventure of stealing a woman's hand bag ; the gang leader Dhaka, after seeing the items rolling out of the handbag :  remarks philosophically )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" There is no difference between a woman and her hand bag. The exterior may have no relation to what is inside! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" From the many stomachs, small and big, of the bad emerged a mountain of jumple. Kaalia pulled up each item with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;seremonial slowness&lt;/span&gt; and held it up for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;" 3 sticks of Lipstick. Red,Pink and Pinker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A round handled hair brush with a plastic teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A small , mud brown bottle, its cap, stained, its sharp smell, pleasant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 plastic ball pens. One short pencil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A slim book of thick paper leaves, which, Dhaka explained them, can be exchanged for money ( cheque book).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A small yellow towel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A pair of pale dark glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A nail cutter, a nail file , and a fat, multipurpose knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A small , maroon color , leather diary , held together by a string.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Many thick black rubber bands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A soft white cotton pad, with a bullet of a Tampon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A Shining compact of a face powder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;An eye liner pencil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A small beautiful tottle of sweet perfume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A foil of some tablets, old and battered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 thin silver bangles. 2 thick glass bangles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A tiny tin of some creams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A lump of white cotton in plastic pouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A bar of chocolate and a fistful of toffees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A thick paper card picture of Goddess Lakshmi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A pair of silver ear rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A brown tube of cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A tube of some sweet white liquid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A disposable  safety A razor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A litter of coins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A pack of condoms in black plastic casing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;And finally, a bag within a bag, containing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;credit cards, debit cards, photo of a man and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 children. Seven hundred and seventy two rupees ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( After a number of items that come out of that stolen handbag of a woman, Dhaka says ; sagely, like a philosopher ) : "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; A woman's handbag is like her Pussy. It's so small, Prima Facie, that you think only piss can come out of it : but then, one day, it throws out a whole fucking baby ! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( page no.326)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-7557218583105286716?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7557218583105286716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=7557218583105286716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/7557218583105286716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/7557218583105286716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-of-my-assassins-page-no326.html' title='story of my assassins : page no.326'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-7292655047049005855</id><published>2009-11-21T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T03:59:47.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"assassins "  page 131 --&gt; 293</title><content type='html'>Page : 131 ( tope the chaaku)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The true measure of things.&lt;br /&gt;The tyrant after the court has vanished :&lt;br /&gt;the policeman shorn of his uniform :&lt;br /&gt;the man who is no longer is minister :&lt;br /&gt;the school master in the Bazaar :&lt;br /&gt;The tormentor bereft of his trappings :&lt;br /&gt;The molester leached of his tumescence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to make the juice rise, nothing to inflate the mind and the flesh with power and passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To strip Bhupi of his conceit - all it tok was a knofe ! A Rampuria. Not the size, not wealth, not numbers. Not caste, not creed, not class. Just a knife !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( page 134)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The hallmark of a robust relationship is - knowing how to act in a crisis without anything being said. There would be no time to talk. "&lt;br /&gt;( page 132)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Chaaku told his uncle, he knows how to use his weapon in a way that married meance with restraint. He would slice skin, never artery : he would put in the fear of life, never take it. People wrongly assume that , men are either fearless or fearful. The turh is, like most thinkgs, courage has many degrees. Chaaku did not, yet, have the nerve to kill.&lt;br /&gt;( page 136)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Chaaku learnt that, almost all the world lived in colossal and constant fear. Afraid of everything - the police, officials and courts, the thugs, criminals and mafia ; afriad of the establishment and the anti-establishment : afraid of failure and of criticism , of being humiliated and of being mocked, of being ugly and of being bald, afraid of cockroaches and of cats, of the seas and the skies, of lightening and of electricity : afriad of priests and phuysicians : afraid of dying and of living. More than hope, people's lives seemed to be defined by fear. Most hope, it seemed, was only about somehow being able to negotiate fers successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( page 157)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Most businessmen who came to visit us had this quality - an ability to walk into a space and intuit the true lay of the land. A quality of contained watchfulness, of shrewd assessment - vested in just their eyes - which saw them give away very little while soaking everything in. Of a piece with a commercial metabolism : always letting LESS flow out , than was flowing in.  And each one had his own pattern of mono-syllables. "&lt;br /&gt;( page 179)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" These successful businessmen, these were all, the men of the world. These men existed outside the grand vocabulary of state and governance and citizenship and the ideas of privilege and responsibility. They were all  worldly wise - uncontaminated by any sense of larger agency or of greater good. They were driven , each moment, by self-interest, by the primal need to protect and expand their turf and that of their families. It was very basic stuff, with narrow and insular horizons, and yet, I could see , these were not men, to be dismissed : they shaped the world by the simple act of continual endeavour. Not one of them, I thought, would ever hit a state of stasis, or be crippled into inaction by the size and scale and unknowability of the universe. And with them, Jai struggled to find the language that would connect him to them.  "&lt;br /&gt;( page 179)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhall snubbing both of them : " Everything in this country is ' insider trading '. What do you think politics in this damn city is ? What do you think your fucking journalism is ? There is no truth in this fucking country except for the poor bastard on the street who has to carry the load of all of it, and of you and me ! Have you ever really looked at this poor bastgard ? next time you are fucking around on the roads, look at him ! He knows everything is insider trading ! And he knows he's outside of it ! And you know something ? He's happy for it! He knows all of us great inside traders are doomed ! We are busy scribbling out our misery ! He's fucking happy, the  Universe is on his side ! He knows - the joke is on us ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( page 183)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The kind, gentle, Tiwari sahab, the head warder in the jail, used to say, " In the world , there are only 2 kinds of people , the jailor and the doctor, who know the truth - that most men are punished for no fault of theirs! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( page 258 )&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-7292655047049005855?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7292655047049005855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=7292655047049005855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/7292655047049005855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/7292655047049005855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/11/assassins-page-131-293.html' title='&quot;assassins &quot;  page 131 --&gt; 293'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-9031420402565612866</id><published>2009-11-21T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T01:55:37.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of my assassins page 94</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;If Sara had listened to the inheritance of her blood she would have known the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;world does not need to be fixed, it only needs to be balanced !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And the Art of Aalance demands -  you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tread lightly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not leap about in a continual frenzy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The art of balance demands -- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you know your designated role in the game of life,&lt;/span&gt; not start muscling in on everyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;The art of Balance demands - absence of panic, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;a rippleless internal calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Art of Balance demands -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;knowledge of timelessness&lt;/span&gt;, of birth and death and rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;The Art of Balance demands that - you know the world cannot be fixed, it must be endured : it must, simply, be kept &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;forever in splendid play ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But, Sara wanted to Fix the World ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;She wanted - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;action, answers, victories,solutions, resolutions, liberty, equality, fraternity.&lt;/span&gt; She wanted final solutions ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-9031420402565612866?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/9031420402565612866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=9031420402565612866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/9031420402565612866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/9031420402565612866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-of-my-assassins-page-94.html' title='Story of my assassins page 94'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-8473633378858736630</id><published>2009-11-01T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T05:14:20.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of my assassins - upto page 84</title><content type='html'>Sara said, " Wystan's telling us that fascism is creeping up all around us, and we don't even know ! He's telling us that, we suffer from the Illusion of Normalcy.  He's telling us that the worst horrors take place around us while we go happily about our everyday lives. Just because the newspapers keep coming, the televisions keep humming, the planes keep taking off, the trains keep running - just because our daily crap goes on deosn't mean all is well. My dear phallo-foolish friend, Icarus has plnged into the ocean and is drowing while we are chattering away merrily on the sailing ship ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( page 24)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Mr.Lincoln Meets Frock Raja)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;At each stage Jai had addresses the staff as if he were Abraham Lincoln delivering the Gettysburg Address, assuring them that immortality and the turnaround would bothe be theirs, in fact, were just days away. All, each of us had to do , was to resolutely stand by our posts and keep firing. At what, he didn't say. The fucker was so eloquent, with his burning eyes and waving arms, that even I fell for his talk ! Each time, when the trance broke, I thought : ' through millennia, men like him have led thousands to their untimely graves ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;(page 52)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guruji said, the covenant of spiritual power was unchanging,  and clear : he could protect others but not himself ; he could always enrich others but not himself ; he cold heal others but not himself . He alone could take care of the multitudes ; but the multitudes, collectively, needed to take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the answer I would have given to the cynicisms of Sarah and Jai , if I could be bothered about them. The vanities - and limitations - of reason.&lt;br /&gt;( Page 59 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guruji : ' the wise traveller uses any horse to rach his destination. He doesn't agonize about who owns the animal. He only thinks about the pleasure of riding it, about getting it to take him where he wishes to go.&lt;br /&gt;(page 69)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to enter an argument with her - about&lt;br /&gt;you didn't call !&lt;br /&gt;why didn't you call ?&lt;br /&gt;where are you ?&lt;br /&gt;With who, are you ?&lt;br /&gt;do you feel ?&lt;br /&gt;what do you feel ?&lt;br /&gt;you don't care !&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you come ?&lt;br /&gt;why can't we go ?&lt;br /&gt;why can't you say something ?&lt;br /&gt;What are you saying ?&lt;br /&gt;you only want ' that' ?&lt;br /&gt;you don't want anything ?&lt;br /&gt;whre is this thing going ?&lt;br /&gt;this si going nowhere !&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were strong !&lt;br /&gt;I know you are strong .&lt;br /&gt;You are making me weak.&lt;br /&gt;I am not weak.&lt;br /&gt;you dont' want to change.&lt;br /&gt;You have changed !&lt;br /&gt;you make me sick !&lt;br /&gt;you are sick !&lt;br /&gt;you don't really love me.&lt;br /&gt;I really love you.&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone love you ?&lt;br /&gt;actually you hate me !&lt;br /&gt;actrualy you hate yoruself.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I hate you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had discovered, over time, that the workable cycle of an affair was about 16 weeks. 2 weeks of wooing ; 4 weeks of passion ; and 10 slow and painful weeks of disengagement. By the time it ended there was POISON everywhere, with every fine feeling in tatters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the last lingering tendon was finally snipped, with one of us, saying something so barbaric, that could easily have gone unsaid, there was a euphoria not dissimilar to that of weeks of passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times the process was less corrosive, whe she too understood , like cops and doctors do , that the world is what it is, ephermeral, luneven, to be squarely dealt with, and not to be conjured out of weak romantic novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But FEW seems to possess the gift of leaving the room while the laughter was still in the air and the spirits high. For the most, everyone seemed to be committed to creating a heap of debris before walking away from it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( page 84)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-8473633378858736630?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8473633378858736630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=8473633378858736630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/8473633378858736630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/8473633378858736630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-of-my-assassins-upto-page-84.html' title='Story of my assassins - upto page 84'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-1283467202587335009</id><published>2009-10-17T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T05:51:14.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The story of my assassins" by Tarun J.Tejpal</title><content type='html'>Page 5 : " I waited - as the icons lined themselves up at the top and bottom of the screen, like two teams of toofball players before the start of a match. After the great era of literacy, the world was going back to the pre-literate stage. For centuries , there had been the hunt to find a word for every image, every sensation, every feeling, now, we were working at finding an image for every word, every sensation, every feeling. Advertising, television, cinema, photography, computers, mobiles, graphics, animatronics - every thing is geared to turn the squiggle of the word into the splendour of image !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the globe, Photoshop Picassos crouched at their machines marrying unlike images to produce such unlikely images as no word could hope to withstand. The imagination now longer needed to word to negotiate its darkets recesses. The imagination having its most fantastical meanderings served up in prefabricated images, for all to share ! Our Mordor was the same. Our Frankenstein ws teh same . Our Tinker Bell was the same. We didn't have to Davy Jones - the graphics company in Silicon Valley was manufacturing him for us. We all picked our visuals from the univarsal pool. The individual monster was dead. private passion ws dead. Personal grief was dead. Ager was an icon. Love , an image. Sex, an organ. The future , a matrix. If you could imagin it or feel it, it would be shown to you - in any colour, from every angle - without the exertions of the word. Even God would , finally, be shrunk to size. No larger than the screen. No denser than a pixel.&lt;br /&gt;Page 5-6&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-1283467202587335009?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/1283467202587335009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=1283467202587335009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/1283467202587335009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/1283467202587335009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/10/story-of-my-assassins-by-tarun-jtejpal.html' title='&quot;The story of my assassins&quot; by Tarun J.Tejpal'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-8938486970050733725</id><published>2009-09-04T01:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T10:33:56.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man's Search for meaning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;They were able to retreat from their terrible surroundings to a life of inner riches and spiritual freedom. Only in this way, can one explain the apparant paradox that some prisoners of a less hardy make up often seemed to survive camp life better than those of a robust nature. In order to make myself clear,I am forced to fall back on personal experience.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Page No.56&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;" Dr.Frankl an authors cum psychiatrist, sometimes asked his patients who suffer from a multitude of torments great and small, " Why do you not commit suicide ? " . From their answers he can often find the guideline for his  psychotherapy : in one life , there is love for one's children to tie to ; in another life, a talent to be used ; in a third, perhaps only a lingering memories worth preserving. To be weave these slender threads of a broken life, into a firm pattern, of meaning and responsibility is the object and challenge of Logotherapy, which is Dr.Frankl's own version of modern existential analysis. " &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;( Page no.09 )&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; In Europe today, there is a marked turning away from Freud and wide spread embracing of existential analysis, which takes several related forms - the school of Logotherapy being one. It is charactaristic of Frankl's tolerant outlook, that he does not repudiate Freud, but builds gladly on his contributions ; nor does he quarrel with other forms of existential therapy , but welcomes kinship with them ! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;(Page 10)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do net search : Dr.Gordon W.Allport, professor of psychology. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" Again and again I therefore admonish my students both in Europe and America  : " Don't aim at success - the more you aim at it, and make it a target, the more you are going to miss it. For success, like happiness, cannot be pursued ; it must ensue, and it only does so as the unintended side effect of one's personal dedication to a cause greater than oneself or as the by product of one's surrender to a person other than oneself. Happiness must happen, and the same holds for success : you have to let it happen by not caring about it.  I want you to listen to what your conscience commands you to do and go on to carry it out to your best of your knowledge. Then , you will live to see, that in the long run - in the Long Run I say ! - success will follow you precisely because  you had forgotten to think of it. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;( page : 17 )&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;" If my lack of emotion had not surprised me from the standpoint of professional interest, I would not remember this incident now, because there was so little feeling involved in it. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;( page 42)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;" I did not know what was going in the line behind me, nor in the mind of SS guard, but suddenly I received  2 sharp blows on my head. Only then did Ispot the guard , at my side, who was using his stick. At such moments , it is not the physical pain which hurst the most ( and this applies to adults as much as to punish children) ; it the mental agony caused by the injustice, the unreasonableness of it all. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;(page no.42)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;" Humour was another of the soul's weapons in the fight of self preservation. It is well known that , humour, more than anything esle in the human make up, can afford an aloofness and an ability to rise above any situation , even if only for a few seconds. I practically trained a friend of mine, who worked next to m on the building site, to develop a sense of humour. I suggested to him that, we would promise each other to invent at least amusing story daily, about some incident that could happen one day after our liberation."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;( page no.63)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;----------------------&lt;/span&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But those who stayed behind in camp, who were still capable of work, had to make use of every means, to improve their chances of survival. They were not sentimental. The prisoners saw themselves completely dependant on the moods of gurads - playthings of fate and this made them even less human than the circumstance warranted. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;( Page no.74)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/Users/ramana/AppData/Local/Temp/msoclip1/02/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:Cambria; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073741899 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.MsoBodyText, li.MsoBodyText, div.MsoBodyText 	{margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:14.0pt; 	mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:Cambria; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style=""&gt;The purpose of my words was to find a full meaning in our life, then and there, in that hut, and in that practically hopeless situtation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I saw that my efforts had been successful. When the electric bulb flared again, I saw the miserable figures of my friends limping towards me to thank me with tears in their eyes. But I have to confess here, that only too rarely had I suffering that I must have missed many opportunities for doing so.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; page 105) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“ The body has fewer inhibitions than the mind. It made good use of the new freedom from the first moment on. It began to eat ravenously, for hours and days , even half the night. It is amazing what quantities one can eat ! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(page 110)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“ Just as the physical health of caisson worker would be endangered if he left his driver’s chamber suddenly ( where is under enormous atmospheric pressure) , so the man who’s suddenly been liberated from mental pressure can suffer damage to his moral and spiritual health. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;During this psychological phase, one observed that, people with natures of a more primitive kind, could not escape the influences of the brutality which had surrounded them in camp life. Now, being free, they thought they could use their freedom licentiously and ruthlessly. The only thing that had changed, for them, was that, they were now the oppressors instead of the oppressed. They became instigators, not objects of wilful force and injustice. They justified their behaviour by their own terrible experiences. This often revealed in apparently insignificant events.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;( page 112)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only slowly, could these men be guided back to the common place truth , that, no one has the right to do wrong, not even if wrong has been done to them. We had to strive to lead them back to this truth, or the consequences would have been much worse than the loss of a few thousands stalks of oats. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(page 113)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apart from moral deformity , resulting from sudden release of mental pressure , there were 2 other fundamental experiences which threatened to damage the character of the liberated person : bitterness and disillusionment when he returned to&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;his former life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(page 113)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we spoke about attempts to give a man in camp mental courage, we said that he had to be shown something to look forward to in the future. He had to be reminded that, life still waited for him, that a human being waited for his return. But after liberation ? There were some men who found them, who found that , no one awaited them. Woe to him, who found that, the person whose memory alone had given him courage in camp did not exist more !!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Woe to him who, when the day of his dreams finally came, found it so different from all he longed for ! Perhaps, he boarded a troelly, travelled out to the home, which he has seen for year in his mind, and pressed the bell, just as he longed to do in thousands of dream, only to find that, the person who should open the door was not there, and would never be there again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We all said to each other in camp, that there could be no earthly happiness which could compensate for all we had suffered. We were not hoping for happiness – it was not that which gave us courage and gave meaning to our suffering, our sacrifices and our dying. And yet, we were not prepared for unhappiness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;( page 114)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;The crowing experience of all, for the home coming man, is the wonderful feeling that, after all he has suffered , there is nothing he needs to fear anymore – except his God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;( page 115)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“ Can you tell me in one sentence , what is meant&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;by logo therapy ? “ he asked. “ At least, what is the difference between psychoanalysis and logo therapy ? “ &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yes” I said, “ But in the first place, can you tell me one sentence, what you think the essence of psychoanalysis is ? “ &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was his answer : “ During psycho analysis, the patient must lie down a couch and tell you things which sometimes are very disagreeable to tell . “ &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where upon I immediately retorted with the following improvisation : “ Now, in Logo therapy, the patient may remain sitting erect, but he must hear things which are sometimes very disagreeable to hear ! “ &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Page 120) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.MsoBodyText, li.MsoBodyText, div.MsoBodyText 	{margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:14.0pt; 	mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:Cambria; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;Another stastistical survey of 7,948 students at 48 colleges was conducted by social scientists from John Hopkins university. There , preliminary report is part of a 2 year study sponsored by the national inst of mental health. Asked what they considered ‘ very important’ to them now, 16 % of students checked ‘ making lots of money’ : 78% said , their first goal was ‘ finding a purpose and meaning to my life’. Of course, there may be some cases, in which an individual’s concern with values is really a camouflage of hidden inner conflicts ; but, if so, they represent the exception from the rule , rather than rule itself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;(page 122) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;“ Logo therapy regards its assignment as that of assisting the patient to find meaning in his life. In as much as Logo therapy makes him aware of the hidden logos of his experience, it is an analytical process. To this extent, logo therapy resembles psycho analysis. However, in Logo therapy ‘ s attempt to make something conscious again it does not restrict its activity to instinctual facts within the individual’s unconscious but also cares for essential realities, such as, the potential meaning of his existence to be fulfilled as well as his will to meaning. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;( page 125) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;To be sure, man’s search for meaning may arouse inner tension rather an inner equilibrium.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, precisely such tension is an indispensable prerequisite of mental health. There is nothing in the world, I venture to say, that would so effectively help one to survive even the worst conditions as the knowledge that, there is a meaning in one’s life. There is much wisdom in the words of Nietsche, ‘ he , who has a why to live for, can bear almost any ‘ how’. ‘ I can see in these words a motto which holds true for any psycho therapy Nazi concentrations camps, one could have witnessed that , those who knew that there was a task, waiting for them to fulfil were most apt to survive. The same conclhusion has since been reached by other authors of books on concentration camps, and also by psychiatric investigations into Japanese, North Korean and North Vietanam prisoner-of-war. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;color:-moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;(page 126)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;I consider it a dangerous misconception of mental hygience to assume that, what man needs in the first place is equilibrium or, as it is called in biology, ‘ homoe statis’ , for example, a tensionless state. What man actually needs is not a tensionless state but rather , the striving and struggling for a worth while goal , a freely chosen task. What he needs is not the discharge of tension at any cost, but the call of a potential meaning waiting to be fulfilled by him. What man needs is not homeo statis but what I call ‘ noo-dynamics’ . For Example, the existential dynamics in a polar field of tension where one pole is represented by a meaning that is to be fulfilled and the other pole by the man who has to fulfil it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;And one should not think that, this holds true only for normal conditions : neurotic individuals, it is even more valid .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;( page 127) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Cambria;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-8938486970050733725?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8938486970050733725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=8938486970050733725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/8938486970050733725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/8938486970050733725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/09/mans-search-for-meaning.html' title='Man&apos;s Search for meaning.'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-1288252509761933739</id><published>2009-04-01T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T03:53:09.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flow - 10 onwards</title><content type='html'>All things considered, it cannot be said that humankind has lacked the courage to back its resolutions. Billions of parents, in every age and in every culture, have sacrificed themselves for their children, and thereby made life more meaningful for themselves. Probably as many have devoted all their energies to preserving their fields and their flocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the complexity of culture evolves,  it becomes more difficult to achieve this degree of total resolve. There are simply too many goals competing for prominence, and who is s o say, which one is worth the dedication of an entire life ? Just a few decades ago, a woman felt perfectly justified in placing the welfare of her family as her ultimate goal. Partly this was due to the fact that she did nto have many other options. Today, now that she can be a business woman, a scholar, an artist, or even a soldier, it is no longer " obvious" that , being a wife and mother should be a woman's first priority. The same ' Embarrassment of riches' affects us all ! (224)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do we know, where to invest psychic energy ? There is no one ' out there' to tell us " here is a goal worth spending your life on ! " . Because there is no absolute certainty to which to run, each person must discover ultimate purpose on his or her own. Through trial and error. through intense cultivation. (225)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Inner conflict is the result of competing claims on attention. Too many desires, too many incompatible goals struggle to marshal psychic energy towards their own ends. ( 225)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Richard Logan, who has studied the accounts of many peole in difficult situations, concludes that they survived by finding ways to turn the bleak objective conditions into subjectively controllable experience. They followed the bludeprint of Flow activities.&lt;br /&gt;First, they paid close attention to the most minute details fo their environment, discovering in it the hidden opportunities for action that matched what little they were capable of doing, given the circumstances. Then, they set goals appropriate to their situation.  (90)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity and reflection should ideally complement and support each other. Action by itself is blind, and reflection , impotent. Before investing great amouts of energy in a Goal, it pays to rais the fundamental qauestions :&lt;br /&gt;" is this someting I really want to do ? Is it something I enjoy doing ? Am I likely to enjoy it in the froeseeable futrure ? Is there price that I - and others - will have to pay, worth it ? Will I be able to live with myself if I accomplsh it ?  ( 226)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;# Do net search on ANTONIO GRAMSCI - the humane philosopher who impacted European thought in recent times. ( 238)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-1288252509761933739?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/1288252509761933739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=1288252509761933739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/1288252509761933739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/1288252509761933739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/04/flow-10-onwards.html' title='Flow - 10 onwards'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-5034738144011146469</id><published>2009-03-29T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T04:40:33.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chapters 4-8 Flow</title><content type='html'>There is ample evidence that suggests that, how parents interact with a child will have a lasting effect on the kind of person the child grows up to be. The family context, promoting the optimal experience could be described as having 5 characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;1.Clarity. The teenagers feel that they know what their parents expect from them – goals and feedback in the family interaction are unambiguous.&lt;br /&gt;2.Centering. The childrens’ perception that their parents are interested in what they are doing in the present, in their concrete feelings and experiences, rather than being preoccupied with whether they will be getting into a good college or obtaining a well-paying job.&lt;br /&gt;3.Choice. Children feel that, they have a variety of possibilities from which to choose, including that of breaking parental rules – as long as they are prepared to face the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;4.Commitment. The trust that allows the child to feel comfortable enough to set aside the shield of his defences, and become unselfconsciously involved in what ever he is interested in.&lt;br /&gt;5.Challenge. The parents dedication to provide increasing complex opportunities for action to their children.  (page 88)&lt;br /&gt;( studies by Chicago psychologist Kevin Rathunde)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do some net search on Richard Logan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 5 : THE BODY IN FLOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ A man possesses nothing save a brief loan of his own body. Yet, the doby od man is capable of much curious pleasure. “ J.B.Cabell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The almost unlimited potential for enjoyment that the body offers often remains unexploited. Few learn to move with the greace of an acrobat, see with the fresh eye of an artist, feel the joy of an athlete who breaks his own record, taste with the subllety of a connoisseur, or love with a skill that lifts sexs into a form of art ! ( page 94)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easiest step towards improving the quality of life consists in simply learning to conrol the body and its senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thing the body can do is potentially enjoyable. Yet, many people ignore this capacity, and sue their physical equipment as little as possible and leaving its ability to provide flow unexploited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To break the bonds of gravity is one of the oldest dreams of mankind. (96)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every person, no matter how unfit he or she is, can rise a little higher, go a little faster, and grow to be a little stronger. The joy of surpassing the  limits of body is open to all ! ( 97)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urge to have sex is so powerful that, it can drain psychic enery away from other necessary goals. Therefore, every culture has to invest great efforts in rechanneling and resraining it, and many complex social institutions exist only in order to regulate this urge. The saying that, “ Love makes the world go round” is a polite referne to the fact that, most of our deeds are impelled, either directly or indirectly, by sexual needs. (101)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 6 : FLOW OF THOUGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To remember a long list of elders, going back a dozen generations, is particularly enjoyable in that, it satisfies the need to find a place in the ongoing stream of life. To recall one’s ancestors places the recaller as a link in a chain that starts in the mythical past and extends into the unfathomable future.&lt;br /&gt;Net search : Johann Huizinga, the great Dutch cultural historian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People lost the ability for a good conversation , which is a pity. Because, it could be argued that , the main function of conversation is not go get things accomplished, but to improve the quality of experience !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do some net search on : Peter Berger and Thomas Luckmann, the influential phenomenological sociologists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The major creative use of language, already mentioned several times in earlier contexts, is poetry. (130)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Do some net search on : Kenneth Koch, the New York poet and social reformer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observing the events  of life and preserving both the larger and smaller events of life is one of the oldest and most satisfying ways to bring order to consciousness. ( 132)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several levels at which, ‘ history as a flow’ can be practiced. The most personal involves simply keeping a journal. (133)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 20 th century, Science has become a highly institutionalised activity. (134)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic framework that makes science enjoyable, is available to everyone. It involves curiosity, careful observation, a disciplined way of recording events, and finding ways to tease out the underlying regularities in what one learns. It also requires the humility to be willing to learn from the results of past investigators, couples with enough scepticism and openness of mind to reject beliefs that are not supported by facts.  (137)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 7 : WORK AS A FLOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Do some net search on :  Professor Fausto Massimini and Dr.Antonella Delle Fave , the Italian psychologists who did research on Work aspect of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read books like ‘ How to win friends and influence people’ and yearning to be accepted by the ‘in’ crowd – reflects an extrinsically motivated desire to manipulate others. But people are not important ONLY because they can help make our goals come true ; when they are treated as valuable in their own right, people are the most fulfilling source of happiness ! ( 167) &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way to grow, while enjoying life is to create a higher form of order out of entropy that is inevitable condition of living. This means, taking each new challenge, not as something to be repressed or avoided, but as an opportunity for learning and for improving skills. When physical vigor fails with age, for example, it means that, one will be ready to turn one’s energies from the mastery of the external world to a deeper exploration of inner reality. It means that, one can finally read Proust, take up chess, grow Orchids, help one’s neighbors, and think about God – if these are the things one has decided , are worth pursuing. But it is difficult to accomplish any of them , unless one has earlier acquired the habit of using solitude to good advantage. ( 172)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No social change can come about, until the consciouness of the individuals is changed first. When a young man asked Carlyle how he should go about reforming the world, Carlyle answered, ‘ Reform yourself. That way, there will be one less rascal in thew world”” The advice is still valid. Those who try to make life better for everyone without having learned to control their own lives first, usually end up making things WORSE all around !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-5034738144011146469?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/5034738144011146469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=5034738144011146469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/5034738144011146469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/5034738144011146469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/03/chapters-4-8-flow.html' title='chapters 4-8 Flow'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-6710507759953110346</id><published>2009-03-28T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:40:24.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flow - Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>Wealth , status, possessions and power, have become in our culture, all too powerful symbols of happiness. But symbols can be deceptive. They have a tendency to distract from the reality they are supposed to represent. ( page 44)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASURE&lt;/span&gt; : Pleasure is an important component of the quality of life, but by itself, it does not bring happiness. Sleep, rest, food, and sex provide restorative homeostatic experiences that return the consciousness to order , after the needs of the body intrude and cause Psychic Entropy to occur. But they do not produce psychological growth. They do not add complexity to the Self. Pleasure helps to maintain order, but by itself, cannot create new order in consciousness. ( page 46 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To gain personal control over quality of experience, one needs to learn how to build enjoyment into what happens day in, day out. ( page 48)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PHENOMENOLOGY OF ENJOYMENT :&lt;/span&gt; has at least 8 components.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Enjoyable experience usually occurs , when we confront tasks , we have a chance of completing.&lt;br /&gt;2. WE must be able to concentrate on what we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;3 &amp;amp; 4. Concentration is usually possible , when the task we undertake has clear goals and provides immediate feed back.&lt;br /&gt;5.One acts with deep but effortless involvement that removes from awareness the worries and frustrations of everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;6. Enjoyable experience allow people to exercise control over their actions.&lt;br /&gt;7.Concern for the self disappears, yet, paradoxically, the sense of self emerges stronger after the flow experience is over.&lt;br /&gt;8. Finally, the sense of duration of time is altered ; hours pass by in minutes, the minutes can stretch ot to seem like hours.&lt;br /&gt;(page 49)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;COMPETING :&lt;/span&gt; The challenges of competition can be stimulating and enjoyable. But when, beating the opponent takes precedence over performing as well as possible, enjoyment tends to disappear. Competition is enjoyable only when it is a means to perfect one’s skills ; when it becomes an end in itself, it ceases to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a conquest, you don’t conquer anything except things in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective and Subjective dangers : Objective dangers are outside dangers that are beyond our control ; such as sudden storm, floods, earth quakes etc. Subjective dangers arise out of our own lack of skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss of consciousness does not mean loss of Self. Being able to forget who we are, seems to be very enjoyable. When not preoccupied with ourselves, we have a chance to expand the concept of who we are. Loss of self-consciousness leads to self transcendence, to a feeling that, the boundaries of our Being are pushed forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, when the self-consciousness has a chance to resume, the self that the person reflects upon, is not the same as the self that existed before the FLOW experience. Now it is enriched by new skills and fresh achievements. ( page 66)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AUTOTELIC EXPERIENCE&lt;/span&gt; : The key element in optimal experience is that, it is an end in itself. Although initially undertaken for other reasons, the activity that consumes us becomes intrinsically rewarding. ( page 67)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most things that we do are neither purely Autotelic nor Exotelic ( activity undertaken for purely external reasons and goals and rewards) but are the combination of the two.&lt;br /&gt;Some things that we are initially forced to do against our will, eventually turn out to be intrinsically rewarding. ( page 68)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of what we label as ‘ Juvenile Delinquency – car theft, vandalism, rowdy behaviour in general – is motivated by the same need to have flow experiences not available in ordinary life. As long as a significant segment of society has few opportunities to encounter meaningful challenges, and few chances to develop the skills necessary to benefit from them, we must expect that, violence and crime will attract those who cannot find their way to more complex autotelic experiences. ( page70)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-6710507759953110346?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6710507759953110346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=6710507759953110346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/6710507759953110346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/6710507759953110346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/03/flow-chapter-3.html' title='Flow - Chapter 3'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-2046147366831189952</id><published>2009-03-27T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T02:05:40.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flow Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>“ The simple truth . ‘ Control over consciousness determines the quality of life’. This has been known for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;(page 20 ) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The last great attempt to free consciousness from the control of impulses and social mores, was – psycho-analysis. As Freud pointed out, 2 tyrants that fought for control over the mind were, the ID and the SUPER EGO, the first, a servant of the genes, and the second, a lackey of society – both representing ‘ the Other’.  &lt; page 20 &gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Yogic approach of India, the Taoist approach to life developed in China, and Zen varieties of Buddhism of Japan, all seek to free consciousness from the deterministic influence of outside forces- be they biological or social in nature. &lt;page 20&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why are we not happier than our ancestors, with all this progress ? There are 2 explanations here. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One. The kind of knowledge, or wisdom , that one needs for emancipating consciousness is not cumulative. It cannot be condensed into a formula ; it cannot be memorized and then routinely applied. It must be earned through trial and error by each individual , generation after generation. Control over consciousness is simply not a cognitive skill. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Second. The knowledge of how to control consciousness must be reformulated every time the cultural context changes ! The wisdom of the mystics, of the Sufi, of the great Yogis, or of the Zen masters might have been excellent in their own time – and might still be the best, if we lived in those times and in those cultures. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But when transplanted to contemporary California, those systems lose quite a bit of their original power. They contain elements that are specific to their original contexts, and when these accidental components ar not distinguished from what is essential, the path to freedom gets over grown by brambles of meaningless mubo jumbo. Ritual forms win over substance, and the seeker is back where he started. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Control over consciousness cannot be institutionalised. As soon as it becomes a part of a set of social rules and norms, it ceased to be effective in the way it was originally intended to be. Routinization, unfortunately, tends to take place very rapidly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;( page 21) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Consciousness has developed the ability to override genetic instruction and to set its own independent course of action.  ( page 24) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We all know individuals who can transform hopeless situations into challenges to be overcome, just through the sheer force of their personalities. The ability to persevere, despite obstacles and setbacks , is the quality that people most admire in others and justly so ! It is probably the most important trait not only for succeeding in life, but for enjoying it as well. ( page 24)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The information we allow into our consciousness becomes extremely important. It is, in fact, what determines the content and quality of life. ( page 24)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My ‘ Self’ exists solely in my consciousness ; and in that of others who know me, there will be a version of it. Most of them probably unrecognisable likeliness of the ‘ original’ – myself as I see me.  ( pae 34)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Every piece of information we process, gets evaluated for its bearing on the self. Does it threaten our goals, does it support them, or is it neutral ?  ( page 39)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Differentiation and integration : Complexity often has negative connotations. But, a complex engine, for instance, not only has many separate components, each performing a different function, but also demonstrates a high sensitivity because each of the components is in touch with all the others. Without integration, a differentiated system would be a confusing mess.  ( page 41)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A self that is only differentiated – not integrated – may attain great individual accomplishments, but risks being mired in self-centered egotism. But, by the same token, a person whose self is based exclusively on integration will be connected and secure, but lack autonomous individuality. Only when a person invests equal amounts of psychic energy in these two processes and avoids both selfishness and conformity is the self  likely to reflect complexity. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Paradoxically, it is when we act freely, for the sake of action itself rather than for any ulterior motives, that we learn to become more than what we were ! ( page 42)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-2046147366831189952?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2046147366831189952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=2046147366831189952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/2046147366831189952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/2046147366831189952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/03/flow-chapter-2.html' title='Flow Chapter 2'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-2911166742792447766</id><published>2009-03-26T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T05:46:25.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLOW - CHAPTER 1</title><content type='html'>" The best moments of our lives, are not the passive, receptive,relaxing times - although such experiences can also be enjoyable, if we have worked hard to attain them. The best moments usually occur when a person's body or mind is stretched to its limits in a voluntary effort to accomplish something difficult and worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimal experience is thus, something that we make happen ! For a child, it could be placing with trembling fingers the last block on a tower she has built, higher than any she has built so far ; for a swimmer, it could be trying to best his own record ; for a violinist, mastering an intricate musical pasage. For each person, there are thousand of opportunities, challenges to expand ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such experience are not necessarily pleasant at the time they occur. The swimmer's muscles might have ached during his most memorable race, his lungs might have felt like exploding, and he might have been dizzy with fatigue - yet, these could have been the best moments his life !&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To achieve greater precision we developed with time, a new method for measuring the quality of subjective experience. This technique is called ' Experience Sampling Method'. This involves asking people to war an electronic paging device for a week and to write down how they feel and what they are thinking about when ever the pager signals.&lt;br /&gt;( do net search on ' Experience Sampling Method' )&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimal state of inner experience is one in which there is ORDER in consciousness.  This happens when psychic energy is invested in realistic goals, and when skills match with the opportunities for action !&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary reason it is so difficult to achieve happiness centers on the faact that, contrary to the myths mankind has developed to reassure itself, the universe was NOT created to answer OUR needs ! Frustration is deeply woven into the fabric of our Life.  and when ever some of our needs are temporarily met, we immediately start wishing for more ! This chronic dissatisfaction is the second obsstacle that stands in the way of contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This universe was not designed - with the comfort of human beings in mind ( !!?? Whose 'mind' ?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost immeasurably huge, and most of it is hostilely empty and cold. It is the setting for great violence, as when , occasionally, a star explodes, turning to ashes - everything within billions of miles ! The rare planet whose gravity field would not crush our bones is probably swimming in lethal gases ! Even planet Earth, which can be so idyllic and picturesque, is not to be taken for granted !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To survive on earth, men and women have had to struggle for millions of years , against ice, fire, floods, wild animals, and invisible micro-organisms that appear out of nowhere and snuff us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Now , where does that leave Rhonda Byrne's " Law of Attraction" ? Which tries to 'sell' us the idea that, we can get all we want by ' just sending our wish to the Universe ( with capital U ) ? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The universe is not hostile towards us, nor is it unfriendly. It is simply indifferent ! " J.H.Holmes.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not we are happy, depends on our inner harmony, not on the controls we are able to exert over the greater foreces of the Universe !&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As people move through life, passing from the hopeful ignorance of youth into sobering adulthood, they soner or later face an increasingly nagging question : " is this  all there is ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood can be painful, adolescence confusing, but for most people, behind it all , there is teh expectation that, after one grows up, things will get better. During the years of early adulthood, the future still looks promosing, the hope remains that , one's goals will be realised. But inevitably the bathroom mirror shows the first white hairs, and confirms the fact that , those extra pounds are not about to leave ; inevitably, eyesight begins to fail and mysterious pains to begin to shoot through the body. Like waiters in a restaurant, starrring to  place breakfast settings on the surrouding tables while one is still having dinner, these intimations of mortality plainly communicate teh message ; " your time us UP, it's time to MOVE ON ! ! When this happens, few people are ready. " Wait a minute, this can't be happening to ME ! I haven't even begun to live. Where is all that money I was supposed to have earned ? Where are all good times I was going to have ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A feeling of having been cheated by Life, is an understandable consequence of this realization. From childhood, we have been conditioned to believe, that a benign fate would provide for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-2911166742792447766?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2911166742792447766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=2911166742792447766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/2911166742792447766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/2911166742792447766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/03/flow-chapter-1.html' title='FLOW - CHAPTER 1'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-7596528871237708496</id><published>2007-07-18T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T02:26:19.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Fingar in Extreme Competition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;"The knowledge society is one of seniors and juniors rather than bosses and subordinates. The information society is more than just technology; it includes social, cultural, institutional, moral, and political dislocations during our transition from a brute-force industrial society," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt; says  Peter Fingar in Extreme Competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;It wasn’t the invention of the computer that triggered a great 21st century transformation, says Peter Fingar. “It was Sputnik in 1957, and the beginning of global telecommunications,” he adds, in&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Extreme Competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mkpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;www.mkpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt; ). “Now all the world’s computers are linked by the Net, shrinking the planet to the size of the screen on your cell phone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;To him, the dotcom crash of 2000 was not the signal for the beginning of the end. “It was a signal that we had reached the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; end of the beginning&lt;/span&gt;. The tinkering phase of the Internet was complete, and now it’s time to get on with the real transformation of business and society.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;The next big thing in business, according to Fingar, is not about dotcom booms. It’s about operational innovation and business transformation, driven by the emergence of a wired world, he declares. Discomfortingly for many, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;“the days of market stability and competitive advantage from a single innovation are over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt; So what is the path of salvation? “Today, companies must respond to new entrants in their industries that come from nowhere,” advises the author. “And they must not just innovate, they must set the &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pace of innovation, gaining temporary advantage, &lt;strong&gt;one innovation at a time,&lt;/strong&gt; and then move on to the next.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;In the new breed of companies, the Internet is ‘&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a digital nervous system’&lt;/span&gt; that makes “deep structural changes in their core business processes. They innovate not just with clever new products, they innovate with services wrapped around these products.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Meanwhile, employees of modern corporations are not bound by the master-servitor bond, as earlier. Fingar cites the example of Ford Motor Company that once had its own ‘factory police force’ to monitor the men, and keep away people related to unions! “Today, specialised knowledge workers are, in growing numbers, not even employees of he corporations they serve.&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; They are equals in creating the means of production, not indentured minions.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Knowledge as business capital&lt;/span&gt; is the first of the five transformers that the book discusses. “The knowledge society is a society of seniors and juniors rather than bosses and subordinates.” The information society is more than just technology, explains Fingar. “It includes &lt;strong&gt;social, cultural, institutional, moral, and political&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;dislocations during our transition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from a brute-force industrial society to a brain-force economy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Internet is the second driver&lt;/span&gt;. The author speaks of the Executable Internet or X-Internet as the next giant leap: Not page-by-page download as we’re accustomed to, but programs that execute on the users’ desktops. “The X-Internet is precisely why Google strikes fear in the heart of Microsoft, for &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Google isn’t basing its future on its search engine, it’s building the next-generation computing platform, wanting to supersede today’s dominant Windows platform.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt; Heard about Ajax?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;“Internet creative destruction, round two,” reads a quote of George Colony, Chairman and CEO at Forrester Research, that Fingar cites. “Now, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you’ve got brains at both ends of the wire, resulting in a high-IQ, interactive, valuable conversation…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Extremely important read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-7596528871237708496?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7596528871237708496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=7596528871237708496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/7596528871237708496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/7596528871237708496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2007/07/peter-fingar-in-extreme-competition.html' title='Peter Fingar in Extreme Competition.'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-4360555172752094116</id><published>2007-07-15T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T05:12:28.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Goldilocks Enigma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;PAUL DAVIES is an internationally acclaimed physicist, cosmologist and writer. He is the author of over 200 books, including The Mind of God, About Time, The Origin of Life, The Big Question, More Big Questions, and How to Build a Time Machine. Davies has been honoured by the UK’s Royal Society and the Institute of Physics for his talents as a communicator of science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This is a science book in which God makes frequent appearance. It is written in a simple language that readers with some background in physics and maths can easily understand. It asks fundamental questions about life, universe and the purpose of everything. It can be a primer for those doing advanced spiritual studies. It also opens up business opportunities in ‘scientific spiritualism’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The publishing industry can churn out ‘for dummies’ books with titles like Schrodinger’s God — Is He or is He Not?; Heisenberg’s God Uncertainty Principle, which would convey that God can be analysed or experienced, but both cannot be done simultaneously, and so on. Then there could be the megabuck business of scientific spiritualism malls that offer more technologically advanced products than currently provided by the religion businesses. That is the problem with Paul Davies’s book. It can be admired at the science level and trivialised at the God level. The author’s presumption is that we know enough science now to ask questions about the purpose of everything. Twenty thousand years ago, the wise ones among cavemen must have made a similar claim. But we consider them primitive with no knowledge of science. And 20,000 years from now, wise ones will laugh at our ignorance and claim that they know enough science to ask fundamental questions. Scientists don’t seem to learn anything from the history of science which gives us a basic rule: The more we know, the more we realise how little we know. Scientists, ignorant of the rule, become fundamentalist either/or missionaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The Goldilocks Enigma is a good illustration of the western scientific struggle that began as a revolt against the bullying of the Church. The Popes and their bureaucracies were like President Bush and his cabinet. They said: “Whatever we tell you is the only truth. Anyone who questions it will be sent to a Guantanamo Inquisition.” If the Church had been liberal, western science might not have progressed as it did. Western scientists should be frequently exclaiming, “Thank you, God, for creating Popes!” An elementary law of Nature that is not covered by physics is this: orthodoxy provokes protestant unorthodoxy, which eventually becomes another orthodoxy, which provokes... Science was unorthodoxy in medieval times and is orthodoxy now. It is divided into believers and non-believers who ridicule each other. They just can’t leave God alone, poor thing! The title of the book is simultaneously clever and ridiculous. Goldilocks was a dumb blonde who couldn’t do simple mental physics and maths to conclude at a glance what was just right for her. She did physical tests. In complex real life, everyone goes through the Goldilocks process in search of what is just right for him/her. Not everyone succeeds; too many somehow survive in too big or too small universes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Davies has already written several books. In a couple of years, Davies will realise that The Goldilocks Enigma is not quite right and will write another. And then another… as part of the Goldilocks process. But he will never find what is exactly right because more choices will be offered. That is the fun of science. It is an endless, unbounded game, even without invoking God.Davies’s conclusion is that this universe, out of the infinite number of theoretically possible universes, is just right for everything. Perhaps another Davies in another universe has also proved that his universe is the only right one for life and is designed with a purpose. At the end, Davies says, “I do take life, mind and purpose seriously, and I concede that the universe at least appears to be designed with a high level of ingenuity. I cannot accept these features as a package of marvels that just happen to be, which exist reasonlessly. It seems to me that there is a genuine scheme of things — the universe is ‘about’ something. But I am equally uneasy about dumping the whole set of problems in the lap of an arbitrary god, or abandoning all further thought and declaring existence ultimately to be a mystery.” Yet, in the last sentence of the book, he says that most scientists get on with their work, leaving the big questions to philosophers and priests. Precisely! That is what Davies should have done. But Intelligent Design is a hot topic in the West, and Davies had to make his contribution to the discussion.Since the book is about science and Intelligent Design, it is about thinking: questioning, testing, speculating, finding proof, the ecstasy of great proofs and the despair of wrong ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;All this activity requires the brain. It is the brain that makes science possible. But the brain, which is as big a mystery as the universe and which will be the biggest area of scientific inquiry in the future, does not figure in Davies’s book. Strange, indeed! It is absurd to claim to know about life and the universe without knowing how the knowing process works so that God can be given an IQ test. That’s worth a laugh.Nevertheless, the book is a must read. It is a brilliant exposition of the maths and physics of the universe. You either nod in agreement by the end, or get furious. Either way, you are provoked to think. That energises the brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------EXCERPT ----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-" I began this book by saying that religion was the first great systematic attempt to explain all of existence and that science is the next great attempt. Both religion and science draw their methodology from ancient modes of thought honed by many millennia of evolutionary and cultural pressures. Our minds are the products of genes and memes. Now we are free of Darwinian evolution and able to create our own real and virtual worlds, and our information processing technology can take us to intellectual arenas that no human mind has ever before visited, those age-old questions of existence may evaporate away, exposed as nothing more than the befuddled musings of biological beings trapped in a mental straitjacket inherited from evolutionary happenstance. The whole paraphernalia of gods and laws, of space, time and matter, of purpose and design, rationality and absurdity, meaning and mystery, may yet be swept away and replaced by revelations as yet undreamt of."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37893466-4360555172752094116?l=book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4360555172752094116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37893466&amp;postID=4360555172752094116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/4360555172752094116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37893466/posts/default/4360555172752094116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://book-pickexcerpts.blogspot.com/2007/07/goldilocks-enigma.html' title='The Goldilocks Enigma'/><author><name>Borrowed Wisdom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15291397321945101606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37893466.post-116538334616172146</id><published>2006-12-05T21:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T21:35:46.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World is Flat</title><content type='html'>GREAT SORTING OUT : As the world starts from moving from primarily vertical ( command and control ) value-creation system to an increasingly horizantal ( connect and collaborate ) model , it doesn't just affect how business gets done. 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