03 August 2015

never idle

This interim between careers has left me feeling uneasy, because I live for striking items on a to-do list. It was appropriate that for the past two days I've received daily messages (I subscribe to this e-newsletter) about how rest doesn't mean being idle, but rather, doing something else. I should consider myself lucky, because I've been in innumerable situations when I hoped my task list would accomplish itself...moments when family duties, work, etc. were overwhelming. I resolve not to do anything forcibly profound...pretend house with kids or maybe a lot of cartoons.


01 August 2015

Emotionally Curioser

From The New York Times:
What Emotions Are (and Aren’t)
"Most people believe that emotions are distinct, locatable entities inside us — but they’re not. No brain region is dedicated to any single emotion."



I read through this article about what constitutes human emotions...whether emotions were assigned specific neurons in the brain or whatnot. All I've ever known is that the seat of emotions was somewhere in the forebrain, but as to how the concerted physiological responses attributable to a specific human emotion operates remains unclear  to me. I was sort of disappointed with the article...there was no nodding or "aahh I see" moment after I read it. Good luck neuroscience, you've your work cut out for you.


27 July 2015

Drop everything

I once told colleagues that I rarely establish very close friendships, because I know that nothing is permanent and it's difficult to uproot oneself when circumstances require dropping everything.  I've gone through phases of attachment, but through the years I've developed a faster detachment mechanism.  The trick is simple: constantly think about that object or person or whatever it is that has your attention until you reach the point where you tell yourself "okay, this was great...time to move on."

It's healthy insensitivity.


24 June 2015

On Non-Relationships

Non-relationships may be highly fictional, moderately fictional, or platonic. Fangirling on characters from TV shows or movies makes up the highly fictional non-relationship. Moderately fictional non-relationships involve actual people who are either strangers or acquaintances and personal speculations. The platonic relationship is all too common and may or may not develop into an actual relationship.

The nature of highly fictional and moderately fictional non-relationships may include the romantic kind and friendships. The platonic kind always potentially dips its toes on romantic interaction. 

I made these up. Consider this post highly fictional. 

*brace position to receive imaginary tomatoes aimed at this post*

(image below from cartoonstock.com; no intention to infringe...just entertain)


20 June 2015

In the now

Google Images result for "free landscape photo" :)

Note: While I mention Catholic-related topics here, the gist of this post cuts across beliefs. Please allow me this indulgence.

Coming to terms with morality and science has been an ongoing topic in my head. When Pope Francis released his latest encyclical "Laudato Sii" which translates "Praise to You," I felt validated. The prevailing stereotypes of scientists and religious people never seem to intersect. Climate change is no longer just an environmental or scientific concern but also a moral issue.  To act on any form of injustice is a moral obligation (I feel) so that indifference and the deliberate "turning of one's back" on something so basic as care for our planet is morally wrong. It doesn't have to be a big act; it all starts with caring and the decision to change something with yourself. Pope Francis's exhortations in his encyclical are very doable: live simply and avoid excess.

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26 April 2015

Paroxysms of catastrophic emotions

The Disintegration of the Persistence of Memory by Salvador Dali
(image from wikipedia, click on image for source)

I mourn the travesty going on in Nepal as of the moment. 
I mourn the decreasing amount of hope I have for my aspirations.
The normality that remains is that tip of the iceberg that is the monotonous daily routine of waking up, doing what needs to be done, and going to bed. 
I am spent.
I am so spent.

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31 March 2015

Endorphin dependence

Protected time for physical activity that's been happening as of late: long overdue. Exercise requires a lot of mental work (thinking about the movement and actually performing the movement involves major processing). My neurons are constantly fired up, which explains this 12:30AM post/ode to working out. Hormones.


19 October 2014

fractal antenna

Magnetite deposited in the brain has been linked to telepathy. I still have an echo of that high I felt after reading James Rollins' Altar of Eden, because my assumptions about synchronized thinking or nonverbal communication have been validated. At the end of Altar of Eden, James Rollins enumerated ideas in the book which are based on real science; especially about magnetite deposits as fractal antennae. 

So that whole gut feel about another individual (whether fascination or aversion during one-on-one encounters) can be partly explained by some form of magnetic occurrence. BUT, I prefer to rationalize---stuff. I'm not amused by expert fractal antenna users or manipulators (or what this new generation sometimes call 'players').


11 October 2014

Holidays and Melancholic People

Image from this 2012 Huffpost article

This blog is testament to my permanent yuletide fixation. I suppose a huge proportion of people share the same sentiment about the holidays, but I've recently encountered two people who dread Christmas because it reminds them of some tragedy...it must be such a heavy burden to bear each year to force yourself into going through the holidays with a sardonic grin. 


19 September 2014

How philosophical

Image from Amazon

I began reading Robert Rowland Smith's Breakfast with Socrates a few weeks ago. I haven't finished the book because I was distracted by James Rollins' Altar of Eden (an excellent, action-packed book)...Anyway, so far, Breakfast with Socrates is a pun-filled text about how each mundane act we go through every day is philosophical. How waking up is an awesome phenomenon because it's clearly the transition between subconsciousness and consciousness or how getting ready in the morning is the same as not getting ready.

I'd like to discuss the getting ready is the same as not getting ready bit, because I could grasp it.
The point of getting ready for work in the morning is to experience work-related events, but at the same time exerting some effort not to experience other events such as getting soaked in rain or starving or some other unpleasant possibility. True true.
Such an apt book title, because wasn't it Socrates who once said that the unexamined life is not worth living? Wasn't he sentenced to death by hemlock for being...philosophical, I mean, asking too many questions and influencing young people to be equally inquisitive? If my recollection of history is incorrect--my apologies.

I'm going through the book slowly as if savoring a slice of cake or a spoonful of strawberry ice cream.