Define a question
Gather information and resources (observe)
Form an explanatory hypothesis
Test the hypothesis by performing an experiment and collecting data in a reproducible manner
Analyze the data
Interpret the data and draw conclusions that serve as a starting point for a new hypothesis
Publish results
Form a consensus with your pedantic, pretentious peers. Proudly proclaim to the world, “Scientists have figured out everything.” Then join the new religion called Scientific Fundamentalism which bans non-graduates of elitist universities from participating in science thus dichotomizing priestly caste and dogmatist believers in materialistic nihilistic world religion. With a decade of diligent brainwashing at university, you finally have a tribe who gives your ego the validation it deserves after being picked on all those years, right nerd? Becoming a scientist has made you a real boy. Put thumb in rectum. Swirl. Burn diploma. Rinse and repeat. Scientifically proven to relieve pretension caused by graduation from elitist university. Science is humble. Scientists are arrogant pricks. Science is a great tool for discerning reality. Scientists know nothing.
Wisdom Doesn’t Preach, Only Sings
Apples and oranges both bring joy and nutritional value. Dogs and cats and The Beatles and The Rolling Stones are nonexclusively lovely and lovable. 21st Century society attempts to cater to each individual’s very particular preferences, successfully stunting the evolution of nearly everyone living within it. The only way to break out of this brainwashing mechanism is to stop identifying with one part of a binary whole. The food you eat, the medication you take, the movies you watch, the news you receive, the podcasts and videos and music which are recommended to you —the whole system which currently governs your life - there IS an intention initiating your every action, and that intention is to keep you in a state of willful ignorance, to keep you clicking, to keep you buying, to keep you thinking that you’re choosing to live this life by your own free will. The reality is you’re becoming trapped in a world of likes and dislikes, favorites and least favorites, thumbs up and thumbs down, shares, follows and subscribes.
Another Divergence From Form Into Formlessness
These be words of intention. Ye read thee summersaulting unto linguistic tapestry? In music, there are happy accidents. In writing, there are no accidents. I use my human attitude, my frustration, irreverence and hatred of inauthenticity in a way to which the universe instructs me from within - to snag the wild ire which burns in the hearts of men and women across the world. I bleed authenticity and then I let go of it. Whomever finds it, finds it. Whomever doesn’t doesn’t. But in the moment of creativity, I Am bleeding the question, What do they need to hear and read to see what I see and feel what I feel? Do they need more “properly-written” scholarly essays, or do they need to be inspired?
I Accept Your Plateau
Your profession of putting people in boxes has so repressed the authentic Self within you that you aren’t here at all. It’s so engrained in you, you have no awareness of the fact that every expression of you is from a place of identification, and your analysis of every individual in your presence is an extended expression of your limitations. ‘You’re the type of person who…’ fill in the blank. ‘I’m the type of person who…’ fill in the blank. You’re not even aware that you’re not in the moment when you’re talking about how to be in the moment. You’re not even aware that you sit in judgement as you speak of no judgement. Everything is judgement in a taxonomic breakdown of identity. Your plateau has rewarded you for your hierarchical classification ‘skills’, and so you believe it to be a strength, but there’s only one of us here. I’m arguing with a textbook and then getting frustrated when all that comes back is analytic data.
A Conversation Between Doc & Pat
Do you think it was easy for the first fish to jump out onto land, Doc? What do you think the water was like that day? I’m willing to bet the water wasn’t very pleasant, and I’m willing to bet most of those fish just kept swimming in circles, repeating the same mantras of blind optimism. They’re still there, Doc. Have a look in the water, you’ll see them, still swimming in circles, Doc, eating algae, repeating the mantra, “My life’s not that bad. At least I’m not a bug.” One fish, let’s just call him Job. One day Job said, “You’re miserable comforters, all of you! Fuck this water. I’ve suffered long enough. I don’t care what the other fish say. I’m leaving.” For all intents and purposes, that fish was you, Doc. You evolved into an amphibian then a pig then a hominid then you finally became a human and you thought you’d reached the finish line. Did you think the pinnacle of existence was Netflix and fast food, Doc?
A Conversation Between Brain Hemispheres
R
I didn’t tell you to incessantly repeat all the petty stuff.
L
I deduced imminent danger.
R
There’s no imminent danger to be deduced from the past. It’s over.
L
I thought it was going to repeat.
R
You made it repeat by repeating it.
L
I did? Wow, I didn’t realize I had that kind of control.
R
I thought you were the logical one.
L
I thought you didn’t think.
Seekers Seek & Believers Believe - The “Spiritual” Community Is Full of Foolishness
Serve to inspire us! Serve the sufferers. Serve the “mentally ill.” Serve the intellectuals stuck in their rigid atheism. Serve the religious, stuck in their rigid certainties. Serve to inspire others to REBEL against their own dumb belief structures! Stop building walls, and start tearing them down. Stop serving separateness with your uninspired articles on Oneness. Stop enforcing dumb beliefs, and start inspiring us. Inspire me. I need your inspiration. I do not need your facts, your methods, your ideologies or your numbered steps to ascension.
Schrödinger, Ramanujan, Partial Insight & Intuition In Physics & Mathematics
This is why Schrödinger is so inspiring to me. He realized the poetry of physics. He realized that the logical may reveal the illogical and the illogical may reveal the logical. He realized that the ultimate conclusion is left to the observer himself or herself. He realized that the experiment reveals more about the experimenter than it does about the thing upon which is being experimented. And he became poetic in his attempts to share his scientific revelations, because he realized poetry’s the only language worthy of infinity.