Good Morning to all and Happy birthday to myself!
Extremely meaningful phrase I have come across. So powerful that it can be elaborated into many words ... to be continued.
#055 Fuzzy Logic Is Not Logic Which Is Fuzzy!
Thursday 21 April 2022
Dear All Good Morning!
Respected SadhGuru gets zero marks in English for that! I always scrape through in English. Likes playing second fiddle everywhere, scraping through is always my intention, too.
Fuzzy logic is nothing but making a logical solution for something fuzzy. Spies always used it. Presently, it is better known as decryption, perhaps not necessarily encrypted. Amongst humans, it is as old as a human rivalry.
Thanks and best regards,
George A P,
Kochi,
Kerala,
India.
#054 Hot News!!! Natives Are Out To Destroy Us!
Good Morning All!
Better Run to death or stay put and accept it. We started surrendering with all the green movements, but better start the white movement(which actually is the colour of death), and I do not know what it is. Better find out, if you wanna live!
I always knew that I am missing the point always and can't hit the bull's eye! Somewhere along we neglected the natives(Aborigins, Red Indians and many more). I always wondered why conquests and wars, and noticed that all done by proud and envious people and the title warning is more important to those of us and others who can surrender easily. And as usual, learn more from them and start the war again, because, there are a lot of proud and envious ones we do care for! There was a parallel reason for the conquests, that the natives get a chance to unite, or at least transfer data amongst themselves. We were like a spatula in their hands. And we act as their, spies, smugglers, police army and everything for them. We are slaves, still and Moses maybe was a fool, apparently. Maybe he never rolled and caught a lot of moss and considered himself, a mountain. No blasphemy, intended; or don't drink it raw, add some water, no, no; no real dihydrogen mono oxide, plain water will do!
I wrongly said puppets and puppeteer earlier. but I feel they have a voodoo puppet for each of us and I do not know whether, the needles are simple ones, hot or poisoned or altogether. If so I am also under the spell and please don't kill me, please! I better say, they don't know what they are doing and I do not know what I am doing!
I was always interested in names and to me, every word is a name and; no male, female, adjective, adverb, proper name, verb, etc. I was actually never worried about covid-19, but I was about the Name Corona Virus! Are we entering the doors of the Sun, or some life-form from the Sun is coming out to kill us? Whichever way!
So I am checking my side whether I am sitting on a throne and if so better stand till the natives' representative/s come. Applicable particularly to the three entities, got the special mention in the Thank You note somewhere before, Vis, Intel, Microsoft, and Google, Apple is okay, and maybe Steve Jobs will be their Alexander!
I am sorry I have to make repair work on a seemingly poor worker's Bosch cordless drill machine battery pack and definitely Bosch won't like it. Sitting, (sorry I am standing now!) at the edge of the world, why should I care!
Thanks and Best Regards,
George A P,
Kochi,
Kerala.
#053 May Be Mind Can Only Listen; and Hear And Decipher!
Sunday 17 April 2022
Dear All, Good Morning!
Happy Easter and "Vishu"(New Year in our part of India- to anyone new to this word) in advance(many reasons, most important whether I will be alive to wish you the penultimate day). In the Hindi speaking states, they have an adage, that if you get frightened, you are already dead. I counter it by saying that the one who formed it was already afraid of death. For me, I am here to die and the target is death, and others decide whether it is a respectable one or not. But to me any death is respectable. Anybody's too. And I do not know whether I succeed as I can tell you a story matching this situation. While I was a junior engineer on a bulk carrier named M V GangaSagar in 1991, there was a table tennis board on the ship and the senior officers decided to conduct a match and I wanted to be opted out as I didn't know ping pong and the Master K D writer, a Parsi Gentleman also literally in the same boat. So the in the first match I had to play him and we both were trying very hard to lose, but finally, I won the match and he was very happy and even though I won the match practically but I lost in reality, only as far as I am concerned. I think I am deviating but can't help it. Also as I can say there are only suicides and murders. There is no natural death. And I am not brave enough to commit suicide and may God send someone to murder me! Not going to elaborate on it now, but. Sorry I forgot, two guys(brothers) WD& HO Wills were born much earlier to trap me and succeeded, and I am on the way slowly to become a cancer patient and die. Presently I smoke their Honeydew Gold Flake mini, I do not know how many a day! In between, they shifted the onus on Ardath State Express 555 ones. God knows why he deputes the English people against me! Even though I estranged lot of people on the way, but they have to die and come back to accomplish that, it seems, but they are also in the same trap as mine!
Also, there is one more thing that frightens me is that one great poet of Malayalam, Kunchan Nambyar wrote a poem called 'Kalanillatha Kalam" meaning that the time when the God of death(Shiva) is no more. He elaborates on it and it is really frightening!
Here in India most sages and recently Gurus try to differentiate the mind, soul, life energy etc, etc. I can not follow that because I respect modern science(except biology- I only believe in it, that too when absolutely necessary) also very much and anything outside the boundary of least distance of distinct vision and Horizon as seen by naked eyes. So I don't really care how many kidneys or hearts I have, till I am alright! So my mind is me and my body is its armour. All the sensory organs are given to me to protect me and not to use as a primary means of enjoyment. Taste buds are given to identify poisonous substances and now we are accustomed to a lot of poisonous things and we are enjoying those slow killers. Frankly speaking, there is no poison we can dis-avoid but we just fall prey to them because of our own stupidity. But definitely, they help us die and get rid of this body in case it becomes weak Living itself is a pleasure even in severe conditions then why do you seek more of it! Then, what else to seek will be a good question at this juncture and seek whatever you feel like shall be the answer. Anyway, we come least equipped and want to conquer the universe and beyond and definitely, start with bread and butter, cloth and house, inbuilt procreational stuff without even knowing what it is. On the way, you will have to learn a lot to become wise or unwise. Ornamental stuff will always be there if find enough time.
I am finding this Grammarly quite disturbing and I gathered her along after Swiftly's predictions and now I feel like writing another "Bhajagovindam" like Swamy Aaadi Shankaracharya had written when he found an elderly guy teaching grammar whereas he should prepare himself for his upcoming death. Even Herman Gundert had struggled a lot to restructure Malayalam(Which makes a palindrome when spelt in English), and English also can not be structured from American English to Indian English to any English. Structuring is needed only for Computers and humans can manage without it.
Coming back to the title, I feel that everything we feel is transferred to some signal and the mind does something very close to hearing and then deciphers it and sends out signals and feeling to the armour parts. Maybe adrenalin pumping or heart pulse rate or breathing rate changes, happiness sadness, happiness etc. That is why things like sadism, masochism and anything in between are there. Here I should cover another post titled "Vox Populi Vox Dei". Initially, I thought it is about a Democracy thing but later realised that it is about anything decipherable said by human beings past, present and future, as we can't understand other beings' language as far as I know. So whatever you perceive is heard by the mind and so the title. There are so many other things but I think my brain's registry is corrupted right now. Avast keep asking to buy registry cleaner for my PC, but I should ask them to make one for my brain!
Thanks for all and best regards and a Happy Easter,
George A P,
Kochi,
Kerala.
#052 Holy Cow! Am I one Too? Definitely Not Holy!
Wednesday 13 April 2022
Dear All, Good Morning!
Before starting let me point out something that someone( If at all anyone is reading; or at least for the Bots as per Google analytics!) might have noticed. I have added a shortcut to the Revision Status/ Notes post( Google calls it a gadget; quite a funny word, I feel!).
Now, coming back to the title, I may go in the reverse order. So, I am not holy, because I started stealing from my dad's pocket at the age of 8 and at 9 I forged my mother's signature to join a book library nearby. I can't say it was a forgery actually because I have never seen her signing anywhere or her signature anywhere. Maybe that was the only signature in her name, and I didn't have to think twice to draw a cross as I expected it to be. And it worked like a charm! Even for the confession for the first holy communion at 10, I amassed four sins vis; stealing money, fighting with others, lying a bit, and disobeying elders. These sins still stand valid and active. So assume that I am not a saint. So, how can I be a cow, unholy? It is actually the ruminating( chewing the cud) part. Few animal varieties do the rumination, and in this part of the world cows are more and I think they do it quite voraciously and so I chose the cow. Cows eat whatever comes in their way and later they manage to draw out partially processed food back into their mouth and check each and every item or maybe packet if anything is found unsuitable, shall be rejected, and others are put back into the furnace. This itself is sufficient to consider a cow holy and whatever milk or waste generated from the cow is considered good.
And I am just a human being and I can't do this on the physical level. But I do eat anything anybody tells, almost without letting them know that I know of their intentions. I don't react or even respond to anything. Even if I do I do it quite elvishly, even though an imp is working within. I make a registry of each data packet and secure them so that they can be retrieved and analysed. So most people find me a fool, but I don't consider myself a fool or intelligent. To be an intellectual was definitely my aim and I thought maybe one day I will attain enough wisdom to reach that level. Since the registry is made I can take out these packets as soon and reach a decision that will never be a conclusion. I don't jump, walk or crawl to conclusions unless I have to act on the basis of it. I may make minor alterations in my behaviour based on the observations, and the judgement shall be made only if I need to act. Till then I wait for the conclusion to come to me, if at all. I can say I still analyse things that happened 52 years, my earliest memory, and try to get some clues about things that are happening right now around me.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the author of Sherlock Holmes stories, presumably said that we should remember only what we need to remember. But then I found that what I need tomorrow, I do not know. And as it is I do not memorise anything much. Again a cow comes into the picture, like, in our place when cows are taken for grazing, they are tied to a tree or pole with a sufficiently long rope, so that they can't go away and cause harm to themselves or other peoples' property. So I also remember names, members etc attaching themselves to easily retrievable numbers, names, peculiarities etc. Only some identity document numbers and phone numbers etc are memorised. Now with the Google God, I remember only a few things and my RAM and ROM are quite free, but I don't let them idle and started going into science, religion, philosophy(? can't say that word if its meaning in Sanskrit is Vedanta- because for limited capacity human Veda can not end!), history. geography still evades me, even though I sailed all over the world. May be because I was in the Engine Room most of the time.
Time for a coffee, cigarette and sleep and I hope I have conveyed something.
Thanks and best regards,
George A P,
Kochi,
Kerala.
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