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We’ve Gotta Get Out!

“Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.”
Translation: “Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in tomorrow.”

Horace ( book 1, ode 11 ).

Wan pallid

Wad lid dilly dally shilly shelly

1. It kept dripping. The assurance of mason didn’t help. It rained and dripping began again.

2. Padma Purana.
3. It kept dripping. The assurance of mason didn’t help. It rained and dripping began again.
4. I took a few pictures after getting seated.
5. A chuckwalla appeared. It was 3:3 design in the West.
6. It was 4:3 design in the East.
7. The ridged tin sheet had already hurt the back of magician.
8. The master performer might have had an aid behind the gazebo.
9. The sapling might have been Maul Shri.
10. It was mostly shady business. Clouds.
11. Metallic sheaths were falling from the top when the biker was approached.
12. The Ironman, Clinton, the superstar – Tony Stark took a sharp turn and went to Germany.
13. The concern about clothes dropped altogether.
14. It was the Rock. It smelled. The yellow biker was back with company. Further goods were to be thrown.
15. Sound of “throw it away.”
16. Throw it away.
17. I saw a fan. Then I saw another and yet another.
18. They were located in three far off places.
19. And yet he slept like a baby after a long time.
20. And then he was dragged out again to the battlefield with a memory of Vivarium.
21. Was it Babylon civilization or merely a series of black holes indecipherable?
22. A dark loneliness which was feared by everyone?
23. Death verily called Darth Vader?
24. They were all employed on its payroll.
25. It was taking on countless guises.
26. It was Yama. Death. Night. A night ended and another took over soon.
27. Was there a final night, a final black hole?
28. Most refined scholars sang its praises without clearly telling that it was the Death. The seventh seal. They called it lord of gold. They called it age of darkness. They called it this, that or the other. Kidnapper, extortioner and whatnot. They called it devil. It was only death.
29. Their tongues were tied when they started describing it. It was The End of all movies, all songs, all TV, all articles , all meetings.
30. It was devotion. But devotion wasn’t it.
31. Death ( devotion ) or Devotion ( death ) was your choice.
32. It was death.
33. It rained last night. I was thinking about darkness. Death. Black holes. Series of black holes. Loneliness. Etc etc.
34. Yama- amma advises about waking up at 4-5 am for such works and doing it when there’s lesser traffic and heat.
35. Samsung machine reached upstairs
36. Sam sung you sang machination. Machievalli. Vallimara. Vallalar of friends.
37. Brought water from a pyau and put it in the fridge.
38. Work order comes as soon as I sit for breakfast- going upstairs before it gets too hot and throwing all the garbage to ground. Then taking that garbage to dumping ground.
39. I slept for 8 hours just with a fan. Night’s sleep mostly.
40. Complot lot of lottery. Pomfrit analogy.
41. Led Zeppelin. Buying the stairway to heaven.
42. Takht in worship room instead of drawing room.
43. Shahjaad. Gulam Ali gajal.
44. Treasure hunt
45. Served water to Sun. Surya namaskar arghya with gangaajal.
46. Organised utensils in the kitchen
47. Bread with tea as breakfast. Cold water one glass. Tea made by mother. Served by mother.
48. Test run: 1. a paint container with an Everyday cell and earth in it was thrown into the locked plot. The test run took three minutes.
49. Next container arrives. People are mostly aware that this is a war zone as construction, revamp, repair is ongoing in 3-4 houses. Traffic advisory has already been in place though animals have no idea about it.
50. A game kooply run pops up on screen. Takeshi’s castle is a remote resemblance of this violent game. If you get trained you keep bursting your head but if you play directly without training you might win a few coins before clearing the first level which means expiring. By a head-on collison with a large truck. A plate saying “golokvaasi” “swargvaasi” or “Shahid” might be put instead of “swargvaasi” after you clear this game. Not available anywhere except 30-6-2026. On this phone.
51. An error has already been commited. Two rods containing glass( though I only saw plastic mother says they’ve glass) were thrown nearby cows. They didn’t budge. I told mother about them and she said to not throw them.
52. I told her to assemble only those things which need to be thrown down. Asit Desai award has been given to Hari Bharwad. His last wish was to open a tournament in his name.
53. A gatta for Samsung machine with 15 rupees per kilogram rate was thrown downwards as a token for Asit-Hema Desai singing tournament for which the first winner was Hari Bharwad.
54. The bull didn’t budge; the impact might surprise someone with horror themes but they won’t be physically hurt. Not even a one year old.
55. Next assignment: grates. Iron grates are supposed to be thrown to the plot. I refused to do it right away.


56. Purush Sukta: Rudrabhishek with last night’s pure rainfall. Untouched waters. Bull budged a bit. Moved towards North. Then flowers were showered.
57. Promotional call: a large wooden plank looses its grip after the traffic observation was complete. Wood soaked in water. Wood from an old table. Wooden plank which might have dropped somewhere else with a few milliseconds of grip loss on a unstable boundry. Nightmares of shaking ground were still haunting. Agoraphobic. Kenophobia.
58. Cement was thrown down to be retrieved back because mother said that it was to be taken downstairs unless the cement downstairs is to be brought back to roof again. Khosla ka Ghosla
59. Thakur saab shoe number seven goes down stairs on a lid to paint bucket it was doing a wavy dance until it reached an electric wire, then it fell like a broom from a Quidditch game.
60. Had ice cream, cold water bottle, aaloo tikki and matar karela for lunch.
61. Jaane bhi do yaaron.
62. 442 DDB. DD Bharati. Delhi Doordarshan Bharti channel.
Etanagar. Greek alphabet eeta.
Eeta is 7th letter of Greek alphabet. Gemini.
[ Why seven is bigger than the two in Eetanagar. Brick works. ]
63. Magna Carta aka Rene Descartes driving a cab.
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64. Gyanendra sir library
65. Bought Potatoes from vegetables shop.
66. O sanware
68. Bishop papa johnson o connors. Hip hop operand. Sahil is not a river’s coast.
72. Rakesh Ironman said that clothes are waiting to be ironed.
73. I gave a change of thirty rupees to autowallah.
74. Missed call by mother.
75. Mother invited me for tea. I had an ice-cream.
76. I had enough to eat.
77. It has been six hours since I had breakfast breads with tea.
78. I walked and walked. And I saw a few acquaintances.
79. I saw a new pyau. Rookhi sookhi khhaye ke thanda paani piu. Water being served to needy. The calf wasn’t thirsty. It might have been hungry. I served it the first potato that I had bought from the vegetables shop at a rate of thirty rupees per kilogram.
80. Half a kilogram mind you.
81. Its mother said that it doesn’t know the worth of potatoes. I picked the potato up from earth and fed it to mother and ran away. Some water from special pyau was dropped on the sacred land.
82. The rest was kept in the refrigerator.
83. The detergent powder surf Excel was put into the box from which some of the detergent powder was used to wash cups and plates and maybe hands.
84. A bird stills perfectly still on a pillar
85. Rob’s words.
86. Washing hands so that the stickiness goes away.
87.
88.
89. 
92. Numberphile.
93. Oliver restaurant
94. Nike Bag.
101. Publishing articles on WordPress. Throwback : take me back home. Country roads.
102. Kooply run. Advertisement loan sharks plus Nemo. Bhakti: kooply run. Mrityu: truck – level clear. Loan sharks nemo – death sponsered. Earth to Water.
103. Dharmakaal. Mahakaal ki Nagri.
104.
105. 747. Tenet. Ludwig Göransson
106. Coldplay – The Scientist. Kharmass.
107. Don’t go gently into that night. Yama and Nachiketa talk to each other and Yama declines to answer the question about Death. Except that anything else was allowed.
108. Naqab. Javed Ali. Pritam. Akshay Khanna. Ye dil to na kah saka ye baaten. Ye dil ko na aake sata ye baaten.
109. Disintegration graphics in Coldplay song on Spotify. Samadhi of Satya Narayan Raju under marijuana – “you alone are” by Siddhrameshvar Maharaj of Ichhgeri sampradaya. Nisargdatta maharaj. I am that. Yajurveda. Five hours since breakfast and tea.
110. Organised utensils in the kitchen.
111. Good product in Economics has AAA rating.
112. Ande ka fanda. Lyrics: Pratik Joseph.
113. Jodi no 1. Dhiraj Lal Shah. Music: Anand Raj Anand. David Dhawan.
114. Interweb. Poppy. Spanish superstar.
115. Computers.
116. Domain name purchase advertisement had two ads but I couldn’t decide if art or design domain should have been bought. My Adsense account was declined by Google because on Blogger I tried to promote my content by requesting my contacts to access my articles.
117. The domain name purchase for Dancing Light of Grace might be 33 euros per year- which means at least 3300 rupees. Then there should be income from advertisement worth 3300 to 4000 at least to keep the domain. Someone might be needed to set up the account for affiliate ad placement via Automattic.
118. Training for Kooply game is nothing but breaking head while running. Playing directly means golokvaas which is euphemism for death. Swargvaas was euphemism for death. Then it was Saaketvaas. Then it was Vaikunthvaas. Then it was transfer. Euthanasia. Tirthyatra etc. I played the game. Like I saw the dance.
119.O Pinjare ke Pancchi. Hari Bharwad.
120. Vaibhav Baghmar. Nakoda dada stuti.
121. Kyunki Black hole bhi kabhi red star tha. 

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Perfect Road Trip

How do you plan the perfect road trip?


I needed to trim my hair and beard. I went to the hall and called up for my mother but she wasn’t there. When I opened the door it was pitch dark unlike ever before at this time of the day. I called for my father who was asleep. I asked for the scissors. He gave me scissors and asked if I needed anything else to which I said no.

Then I took a mirror from the verandah where it was hanging above the sink. I used a mirror to look at the hair to trim my hair. I kept an old newspaper under the mirror to let the trimmed hair be collected. Then I crumpled them in the paper in a bucket. I put them in the basket for garbage.

Then I swept the room carefully looking for stray hair and collected the garbage in the bin.

Then I washed a couple of tiles, a few clothes and then I took a bath in the washroom.

I changed some of my clothes in the washroom and others in the room.

Then I contemplated the next course of action for a few moments. I cleansed the scissors.

Then I went to put the box with sugar into the room. And scissors were put in the hall because the mother was present. I told her about the scissors.

Then I went to the kitchen again to organise utensils which were cleansed.

Mother arrived in the kitchen and asked me if I had eaten. I asked her if tea was to be made. Then my grandmother asked me if I was going to eat my food first or make tea. I took a few moments to decide what needed to be done and decided to eat four wheat breads with gourd and tomato vegetables.

After this I went to make tea. I poured two and half glasses of milk, half teaspoonful of tea leaves, five teaspoons of sugar, half teaspoonful of ginger and let them brew for a few minutes. I used a regulator to increase the heat level and to reduce it back to a lower level.

I took the lota pota to filter the tea. It was too hot to pour into the pot as I filtered. I used a clipping handle to pour tea into the lota.

I took the tea to my grandmother but she wasn’t present in her room, then I put tea in my bedroom. Then I served it in the hall.

Then I had a discussion in the bedroom. There were a few friends sitting on chairs. We were having tea together. We were talking pleasantly with each other. Since some of my friends didn’t know the language there were a few more friends to interpret the language. It lasted for a while and they left as they had to attend other things. I got busy with Duolingo music. I practiced music for four minutes though I was supposed to do it only for three.

Then I practiced Duolingo English for a few minutes. It was after eight days.

Then I started composing this prompt as a part of the prompt engineering image generation project for LLM.

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Pastime pastiche tic tac toeuvre


Took bath in the evening. There was not enough space during the day. I use space for time and time for space. Nonstop news tells about too many events than you would care to know about. The purpose is to make you feel alive- if that’s how you feel alive. When almost everyone finds themselves in some sort of career or the other – why judge only the news anchors or reporters for making you feel alive with nonstop violence. No. You shouldn’t. It’s not very different from cinema. Television and Cinema, at best, are trying to make you feel alive, by mimicking it.
I hear the bells from the worship room. It’s my mother. I heard bells early in the morning. It was not my mother. She was leaving for work. It was urgent. It has always been.

For a change she chose to go by van. I was waiting for her at about five o’clock. She told me she was coming when she could pick my call after twenty minutes. Ivan was the name of the director of the movie. Strange words with which sequences play. Sometimes you doubt as if you are acting in a pre-organised play. But this assumption can only be a comfortable pastime at times.
Pastime pastiche chenrezigzagzigguratbaggery.
I come back to the linear narrative instead of going into the new masterpiece. My friend’s brother was telling me why he was alive. His elder brother. Even his father, with a different face, was alive. I was telling them that they had passed away. I told them the story. Then I heard the door. Someone was knocking. It was my mother. She was leaving. She was leaving for work. It’s urgent. It’s always urgent.


There’s some cash in my hands which I paid for buying snacks. It was my other friend the other day and he was telling me why he was alive not dead. Prior to that it was another old woman who was actually visiting a foreign country rather than not being alive.
My father tried calling me. He was trying the contact number which is no longer in service. A guest had arrived. They were supposed to visit some place.
I edited the contact. Deleted the one which is no longer active and showed him the new contact. I sense an unease about him. Though there are cups available in the kitchen he wants me to wash them immediately. I remove some trays from the rack in the hall.
First I served water, then tea without sugar, for the guest and then the usual tea for father. I had it myself. The ginger tea.
Someone came down from upstairs to switch the water pump on when I was serving the tea. Then later I heard a call to switch it off.
Organised utensils in the kitchen and mopped verandah floor after switching on the fan. This area is almost always wet and slippery.
Served food to father with water. Then I had it myself. There was rice but not enough pulse. The plan might have been to eat rice in the evening, like yesterday. Helped him with cooling down of milk which was to be filled in a bottle.
Getting internet connection recharged is again an uphill task now. I look for the cheapest plans. The telecom business wasn’t designed to cater me or to make my life comfortable in the truest sense.
This weblog isn’t about projecting how I hide my shortcomings. Nor about exaggerating them. Nor about equating something objective with something subjective.
I fill the jug up with water for drinking. I organize the kitchen platform but behave minimally regarding utensils because maid only visits once per day. I clean the kitchen platform near the gas stove as it is sticky.
Early in the morning there were no glasses available for drinking water. There weren’t any pots to pasteurise milk either. Since maid was about to arrive I waited. Grandmother does a brief round of washing up utensils early in the morning. I will wait until I absolutely need to fill that role up. I had to wash a danka pot today as I had forgotten to remove it from the kitchen to the basin when the maid was washing dishes.
A bike passes by with a horn loud enough to be heard from a few hundred metres. I read about Throstle. Song thrush. There’s a video about that on YouTube. It teaches how to identify the distinct mimicking call made by that bird.
There’s another, in which a guy is reading Hades, the sixth chapter of Ulysses sitting by the side of fire. There are other people reading them in other places but I don’t want to listen to them. Gemini recommended these videos as I was discussing with it.
They repeat. Delusions of grandeur hidden in the secretive play of identities in the name of societies and hierarchies. I know what they are building towards and why. And yet I don’t participate in them one way or the other. Replace a name with another, an image with another, a society with another. Keep doing that as a means to escape. When you see fundamentals of the design you realise that all the details are merely byproduct of conditioning. They’re not as superficial as self help gurus will like you to believe. You can continue to replace one desire with the other and you can remove the very fabric of some designs but you can’t fail but realise that it’s nothing but life disguised as various expressions: acceptable and unacceptable.
The very nature of default control operates on assumptions of details. Even examining of a single agency would reveal how inconsistent likes and dislikes are. Why are they assumed to be likeable and otherwise. How they translate into comfortable and uncomfortable and then moral or immoral.
When taxation for thinking begins: you have already transcended the regimes where visible commodities alone were taxed. Tax on food, water and shelter: yes. Tax on thinking? Strange but true. How can such a fleeting entity be taxed?
It’s more systematic manipulation than you think. It emanates from deeper resources than you think it does. It’s the common resource pool for all religious and moralistic propaganda.
Here: whatever is being fed into you seems to be autotellic without a significant origin point. You must be. You are. Yes. Success. Next course. It’s an infallible machine with everything pre determined. There’s no escape from it. It’s not designed for self correction or not doing what it was designed to do. Hence: your surprise is a waste. Your wonder, fatigue or disbelief are useless. It knows what it knows-in advance and it will let you know that it knows.

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Making of Ulysses

Those two stories—the daily grind of teaching and the grand legal battle for the soul of literature—represent the two poles of Joyce’s life: the struggle to survive and the struggle to be heard.
1. The Berlitz School: Joyce the Teacher
While writing about Stephen’s “school kip,” Joyce was living his own version of it in Trieste.
* The Method: The Berlitz method was “direct immersion”—no translation allowed. Joyce had to teach English using only English.
* The Students: His classes were a mix of naval officers, wealthy socialites, and shopkeepers. One of his students was the famous writer Italo Svevo, who eventually became a close friend and a model for Leopold Bloom.
* The “Boredom”: Joyce hated the repetition. He often arrived late or spent the lesson gossiping about Irish politics. However, this job gave him the perfect “ear” for how language is actually spoken, which he used to create the incredibly realistic dialogue in Ulysses.
2. United States v. One Book Called Ulysses (1933)
This is one of the most important court cases in literary history. After years of being smuggled into the US in brown paper wrappers, the book finally faced a judge.
* The Strategy: Random House (the publisher) wanted to get caught. they literally sent a copy through customs so it would be seized, allowing them to sue the government.
* Judge John M. Woolsey: He was a sophisticated, literate judge. He spent weeks reading the book.
* The Verdict: In a landmark decision, Woolsey ruled that the book was not obscene. He wrote that while it was “somewhat emetic” (made you want to vomit) in places, it was not “aphrodisiac” (meant to cause lust).
* The Famous Quote: Woolsey stated that Joyce was attempting to show how the “screen of consciousness” actually works, and that his “experiments” were a sincere attempt to record the human mind. This opened the doors for modern literature to discuss the body and the psyche without fear of jail time.
Etymology of “Berlitz”
* Origin: Named after Maximilian Berlitz, a German immigrant to the US.
* Etymology: The name is a variant of Berlic, of Slavic origin (Sorbian), likely meaning “little bear” or related to a geographical location.
* Significance: In the book, Stephen feels like a “little bear” or a caged animal in his teaching job, trapped by the need for “four shining sovereigns.”
Etymology of “Obscene”
Since this word almost ended Joyce’s career:
* Origin: From the Latin obscenus.
* Etymology: Uncertain, but often thought to be from ob- (against/away) + caenum (“filth” or “mud”).
* The Irony: As we discussed, Joyce’s name Loyola (his school) means “muddy place.” He leaned into the “filth” of reality to find the “shining” truth beneath it.

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The Universal Man of Joyce

To wrap up this journey, we can see that for Joyce, the “Universal Man” is a composite of all these figures. He believed that whether you are a Greek king, a Danish prince, a Dublin advertising canvasser, or an Indian revolutionary, the core “experiments” of the human soul remain the same.
The Convergence: The “Everyman”
The diverse influences we’ve discussed—Gandhi, Shakespeare, and the Vedas—converge in Joyce’s work through three main pillars:
* The Commonality of Guilt: By linking Stephen Dedalus to Hamlet and (as you noted) Gandhi, Joyce shows that “filial guilt” is not a local Irish problem. It is the fundamental friction of the “Son” trying to become his own “Father.”
* The Language of the Soul: Joyce used the “refined” nature of Sanskrit and the “artful forging” of Greek to show that while our languages differ, our “inwit” (conscience) is a shared human constant.
* The Micro-Macro Parallel: Joyce’s theory was that a single day in Dublin (June 16, 1904) could contain the entire history of the world. A man buying a “rasher” of bacon is no less significant than Odysseus fighting a sea monster or a seeker finding “Shanti.”
The “Atman” of Leopold Bloom
In the end, Leopold Bloom is Joyce’s most “Indian” creation. Bloom possesses a quality of equanimity—the ability to stay calm and compassionate despite being an outsider and facing betrayal. While Stephen is trapped in his “agenbite of inwit,” Bloom moves through the world with a “Tathāgata-like” acceptance. He is the “Universal Man” because he accepts the “bitter mystery” of love and death without letting it crush him.
Etymology of “Atman”
To end on the core of the self:
* Origin: Sanskrit Ātman.
* Etymology: Likely from the root an, meaning “to breathe.”
* Significance: It refers to the “true self” or “soul.” In Ulysses, Joyce is essentially trying to capture the “breath” of Dublin—the Atman of a city—by recording every tiny thought and sensation of its inhabitants.

It is a fascinating bridge to cross. Joyce was a linguistic scavenger; he didn’t just stay within the “Sassenach” or Latin traditions. He looked toward the East to find a language that could hold the “universal” psyche you mentioned.
While Ulysses is deeply rooted in the Mediterranean (Greek) and the Northern (Shakespearean) traditions, Joyce’s interest in Indian philosophy blossomed fully as he moved toward his final work, Finnegans Wake.
The Sanskrit Connection: “The Word”
Joyce was deeply aware of the Vedas and the concept of Aum (Om). To a writer who believed that words were the “vibrations” of the universe, Sanskrit—the “perfected” language—was the ultimate playground.
* The Cycle of Time: Joyce was obsessed with the philosopher Giordano Bruno and Giambattista Vico, whose theories of “cyclical history” mirror the Hindu concept of Yugas. Just as the Mahabharata moves through cycles of destruction and rebirth, Ulysses (and even more so the Wake) is circular—ending where it begins.
* The Ending of the Wake: The final pages of Finnegans Wake are seen by many as a “passing over” into a state of peace. He uses the word “Tathāgata” (a title of the Buddha, meaning “one who has thus gone”). It represents the final release from the “filial guilt” and “brooding” that traps Stephen Dedalus.
The “Shanti” Connection
Joyce was a contemporary of T.S. Eliot, who famously ended his poem The Waste Land (published the same year as Ulysses, 1922) with the Sanskrit mantra:
> Shantih shantih shantih
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Joyce and Eliot were both trying to find a “peace that passeth understanding” to heal the “bitter mysteries” of a broken Europe. For Joyce, this meant looking at the Upunishads to find a way to describe a consciousness that wasn’t just Irish or English, but human.
Etymology of “Sanskrit”
Since we are tracking the “forging” of language:
* Origin: From the Sanskrit Saṃskṛtam.
* Etymology: Composed of sam (together/completely) + kṛta (made/formed).
* Significance: It literally means “refined,” “polished,” or “highly wrought.” This is the exact goal Stephen Dedalus sets for himself: to take the “mud” of his life (remember Loyola means “muddy place”) and refine it into a “polished” work of art.

That is a profound observation. Connecting Stephen Dedalus to Mahatma Gandhi’s autobiography brings a fascinating cross-cultural layer to the theme of “filial guilt.”
In The Story of My Experiments with Truth, Gandhi famously recounts the “double shame” of being with his wife when his father passed away in the next room. Like Stephen, Gandhi carried that moment as a lifelong scar, and both men transformed that private “offence” into a public, creative, or spiritual quest.
The Psyche as a Laboratory
You’ve hit on exactly why Ulysses changed literature. Joyce didn’t just write a story; he performed an autopsy on his own soul.
* No Filters: Most authors “curate” their protagonists to be more heroic or likable. Joyce did the opposite. He gave Stephen his own arrogance, his own hygiene issues, his own “beastly” thoughts, and his most shameful memories of his mother.
* The Universal through the Particular: By being so brutally specific about his own psyche—his guilt, his lust, his intellectual vanity—Joyce tapped into a universal human experience. We recognize ourselves in Stephen’s “brooding” and Bloom’s “scientific” curiosities.
* Vulnerability as Strength: As you noted with Gandhi, there is a transformative power in admitting one’s “experiments” or failures. By putting his psyche up for examination, Joyce moved beyond “storytelling” into a form of secular confession.
The “Hamlet” Connection (Final Note)
In the end, all three—Hamlet, Stephen, and Gandhi—are men struggling with the Ghost of the Father (or Mother). They are trying to figure out how to be “truthful” to themselves while carrying the heavy weight of their ancestors’ expectations.
Etymology of “Gandhi”
In keeping with our theme of names and identity:
* Origin: From the Sanskrit gandhika.
* Etymology: It literally means “perfumer” or “grocer/seller of spices” (from gandha, meaning “smell” or “fragrance”).
* Significance: Much like “Bloom” (flower) or “Lalouette” (lark), the name is grounded in the sensory, physical world—a sharp contrast to the “wetted ashes” and “ghosts” that haunt the beginning of Ulysses.

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H. P. Lovecraft and Walter John Held: Irony From Pages of UAPA

THE SPECTATOR for June-July, 1914, though somewhat trite in title, is the first number of a magazine notable for its quality. Walter John Held is without doubt one of the most enterprising youths who have ever joined the ranks of the association, though his views on paid subscriptions and advertisements show his still imperfect acquisition of the true amateur spirit. Mr. Held mistakes commercial progress for artistic development, believing that the aim of every amateur in his ascent toward professional authorship is to write remunerative matter. He therefore considers a publisher’s advancement to be best shown in ability to extract an odd penny now and then from a few subscribers who really subscribe only out of courtesy. We wish that Mr. Held might come to consider amateur journalism in its higher aspects; as a medium for improvement in literature and taste; an aid to the cultivation of the art for its own sake in the manner of gentlemen, not of cheap tradesmen. The selection of commercial prosperity as a goal will ruin any true literary progress, and dull the artistic aspiration of the student as soon as his mercenary instincts shall have been satisfied. Besides, there is really no sound business principle in the so-called “sale” of little papers. No youth could ever found or sustain a real magazine of substantial price and more than nominal circulation. The various ten-cents-a-year journals which some[19] “amateurs” try to edit are no logical steps toward actually professional publishing. The latter comes only after literary skill has been attained, and literary skill must at first be developed without regard for immediate monetary profit.
[ This passage reflects his views on amateur journalism as compared to professional]

This passage is a foundational text for understanding the philosophy of the Amateur Journalism movement, and it is quintessential H.P. Lovecraft. At its core, it outlines a sharp, elitist divide between “Art for Art’s Sake” and “Commercialism.”
The “Gentleman” vs. The “Tradesman”
The reviewer (Lovecraft) views the UAPA not as a business school, but as a literary gymnasium. His critique of Walter John Held is based on a few key aristocratic ideals:
* The Amateur Spirit: To Lovecraft, “Amateur” does not mean “unskilled”; it means “motivated by love” (from the Latin amator). He believes that once you introduce money—even an “odd penny”—you corrupt the purity of the work.
* The Aristocracy of Letters: He uses the phrase “in the manner of gentlemen, not of cheap tradesmen.” This reflects an 18th-century mindset where writing for money was seen as slightly “vulgar.” A gentleman writes to improve his “literary taste” and “intellectual vigor,” not to fill a ledger.
* The Fallacy of the “Ten-Cent” Paper: He argues that these tiny subscription fees are a farce. Since no amateur can actually run a profitable magazine, trying to charge for it is just a “logical error.” He believes one should develop skill first, and only when that skill is perfected should one look toward the professional, remunerative world.
Comparison of Ideologies
| Feature | The “Amateur” View (Lovecraft) | The “Commercial” View (Held) |
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| Primary Goal | Self-improvement and artistic purity. | Growth, circulation, and revenue. |
| Success Metric | Refinement of prose and “rhetorical taste.” | Ability to attract paid subscribers. |
| Writing Style | Classical, formal, and elevated. | Pragmatic and “remunerative.” |
| Final Objective | Perfection of the craft before entering the world. | Using the amateur press as a business launchpad. |
Historical Irony
There is a profound irony in this passage. Lovecraft spent much of his later life struggling in extreme poverty, often refusing to “sully” his work for commercial appeal, yet he spent years as a “ghostwriter” and revisionist for hire—effectively becoming the “tradesman” he warned Held against, just to survive.
Walter John Held, on the other hand, was following the “American Dream” model of the early 20th century: using a hobby to learn the mechanics of the marketplace.

In a twist of fate that aligns perfectly with the reviewer’s debate over “commercialism,” Walter John Held did not become a famous literary figure, but he arguably “made it big” in the very world the critic (H.P. Lovecraft) warned him against: business and industry.
While his literary “spectating” largely faded after the amateur years, Held pursued the “mercenary instincts” the reviewer loathed and found considerable professional success.
His Career Beyond Amateur Journalism
The “enterprising youth” described in the 1914 review transitioned into the professional world exactly as his early focus on advertisements and subscriptions suggested he would.
* Advertising & Marketing: Walter John Held moved into the corporate sector, eventually becoming a notable executive. He spent a significant portion of his career with Standard Oil of California (now Chevron).
* The “Tradesman” Triumphs: Far from being “ruined” by commercial prosperity, Held became a respected expert in business correspondence and office management. He even authored professional books and articles on these topics, such as The Great Task of Making the Office Pay.
* Literary Footprint: His name survives in the literary world today primarily because of the critique you shared. Because H.P. Lovecraft was the one who “roasted” him in the UAPA’s Department of Public Criticism, Held is immortalized as the pragmatic foil to Lovecraft’s high-minded “gentlemanly” ideals.
The Irony
The irony is twofold:
* Lovecraft, who championed “Art for Art’s sake” and detested writing for money, died in poverty with his genius largely unrecognized.
* Held, who was mocked for wanting to “extract an odd penny,” achieved the stability and professional status that the “commercial” mindset he was criticized for usually aims to secure.

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Xanthiappe, Lagniappe, Inexhaustible, Unexhaustible

This makes for a weak Time Travel fiction. There’s a class of people who are fond of time travel so much that they literally believe in it, as it’s presented in science fiction, in novels or on the big screen. Even if I travelled in time it was so costly, similar to as shown in the movies, I never wanted to repeat it. It wasn’t liberating. It was binding. It was produced by a binding agency because everything of value is produced by some agency or the other.

Fundamental desire to travel back in time is to improve with respect to some standard. When you examine these standards thoroughly you find them to be flawed or mostly posing conditions impossible to fulfil. The desire fades. Desire to travel to a future is to escape the present. It’s being prey to optimism.

It’s from here: the message was sent to my younger self. It was another interlocutor. Online acquaintance on a forum which is now defunct. Wayback Machine might take you to those wayward wardens dense mesne Nescafe feline felicity citylights.

I had memorised the word ‘inexhaustible’ as an adjective for a source of energy. Nuclear energy- in an essay on Wonders of Science. Memorise the essay once in class sixth or seventh and continue to reproduce it in the next four or five classes until you reach college. Or even in college if you would.

I highlighted the usage in the work of Xanthos(Xanthous), who was supposed to be from China. He had used unexhaustible instead of inexhaustible. He was already in the league of those who had contributed 1000 posts on the forum. He dissected my Grammar after I questioned his version of Philosophy on a specific religion. Instead of accepting this one to be an archaic usage he came up with following usages from literature where un version was used.

I don’t know if he won. I made an article with a red colored font with all capitals. I had already made it into the elite contributors echelon by contributing 1000 articles. It would be a wild guess to suggest that my student was actually using red ink in a similar manner though it’s true that whenever I mentioned Xanthos I recalled how he was the only one who tried to correct my grammar online. Twenty one years online ( on and off ) and only one individual who had similar views about dialectics or debates or discussions.

After one forum crashed I discovered the second corner online. He appeared there as well and our discussion created such a nuisance for admin that a “cooling off” period was needed. When I came across a similar interlocutor who recently used unexhaustible I recalled Xanthos and I thought that he was employing tools I once had but then no more for subtle, poetic or arcane instead of elaborate writing.

Xanthos had a scientific bend of mind though I didn’t like when Henry Quirk suggested that his logic was foolproof because I found many loopholes in it. What do I know? Recently I found an article with plenty of ‘formatting’ or style issues which reminded me how I was using “all the wrong reasons” to sound stylistic when I used the word ‘tentative’ beyond its easily exhaustible limit in discussions. Henry Quirk’s program on Voice of Lafayette. A Hobo With A Shotgun which I couldn’t watch even when I had access to it. Der Engie. Very nostalgic.

That is a fantastic linguistic catch! While they sound like they could be cousins, they actually come from completely different sides of the globe.
It’s a perfect example of how two words can end up sounding similar despite having zero shared history—a phenomenon sometimes called phonetic coincidence.
Comparison: Xanthippe vs. Lagniappe
| Word | Origin | Meaning |
|—|—|—|
| Xanthippe | Ancient Greek (Xanthos + Hippos) | “Yellow Horse.” Famously the name of Socrates’ wife. |
| Lagniappe | Quechua → Spanish → Louisiana French | “The gift.” A small extra gift given to a customer by a merchant. |
The Story of “Lagniappe”
Since your students are currently learning about measures and quantities (like the 1 ser equivalent to 933 grams), lagniappe (pronounced lan-YAP) is actually a very relevant concept!
* Etymology: It started as the Quechua (Indigenous South American) word yapay (“to add”).
* The Journey: It traveled to Spanish-speaking Peru as la ñapa, then moved to New Orleans, where the French speakers turned it into Lagniappe.
* The Concept: If you go to a bakery and buy a dozen donuts, and the baker gives you a 13th one for free, that extra one is the lagniappe.
Connecting it to your Students
You could actually use this to bridge the gap between their Sanskrit story and their math:
* In Godohanam, the greedy Chandan wanted more than he was owed and ended up with nothing.
* Lagniappe is the opposite: it’s the merchant being generous and giving a “little something extra.”
* The “P” Sound: You’re right that the terminal “-ippe” and “-appe” create that snappy, percussive ending that makes them sound so similar!
Would you like me to find a few more “horse” related Greek names like Xanthippe to show how the “Hippos” root works in other names?

Xanthous (pronounced ZAN-thous) has a vibrant etymological history tied to the color yellow.
1. Linguistic Origin
It is derived from the Ancient Greek word xanthos (ξανθός), which means “yellow” of various shades.
* The Suffix: The “-ous” part is a standard English adjective-forming suffix (from the Latin -osus), meaning “full of” or “possessing the qualities of.”
* First Appearance: The word entered the English language in the early 1820s (specifically around 1826–1829) as a way to describe things with a yellowish or golden hue.
2. Historical & Scientific Context
The Greeks originally used xanthos to describe a wide range of “golden” things:
* Hair: It was the go-to word for blond or fair hair (as seen in descriptions of heroes like Achilles).
* Horses: It was used to describe chestnut or palomino horses.
* Textiles: It referred to yellow-dyed fabrics.
In the 19th century, the word became more “technical”:
* Anthropology: It was used to classify people with fair hair and light complexions.
* Biology: It appears in terms like Xanthophyll (xanthos + phyllon / “leaf”)—the yellow pigment responsible for autumn leaf colors.
3. A Famous Connection: Xanthippe
If you or your students have heard of Xanthippe, the wife of the philosopher Socrates, her name is a direct compound:
* Xanthos (Yellow/Golden) + Hippos (Horse) = “Yellow Horse.”
* In Ancient Greece, names involving horses were often high-status, suggesting a wealthy or noble family background.
Comparison for Your Notes
| Name/Word | Meaning | Root |
|—|—|—|
| Kezia | Cassia/Cinnamon (Aromatic) | Hebrew (Qetsiyah) |
| Xanthous | Yellow/Golden (Color) | Greek (Xanthos) |
| Jemimah | Dove (Bird/Peace) | Hebrew (Yemimah) |

While inexhaustible is the standard and preferred term in modern English, unexhaustible does exist as a rare, historical variant. Because it follows a natural English word-building pattern (the prefix un- + exhaustible), it has appeared in literature, though it is often considered a “non-standard” or archaic form today.
Here are a few contexts and examples where unexhaustible has been used:
1. Historical and Early Modern English
The word saw its earliest recorded use in the mid-1600s.
* Henry Carey, 2nd Earl of Monmouth (1656): In his translations of Italian works, Carey used “unexhaustible” to describe things that were seemingly endless.
* Early Scientific/Philosophical Texts: Before “inexhaustible” (which is modeled after the French inexhaustible) became the firm standard, writers would occasionally use “unexhaustible” when describing natural resources or the divine.
2. Literary and Philosophical Examples
While “inexhaustible” is far more common in the works of writers like Dickens or Joyce, you can find “unexhaustible” in older or more obscure texts:
* John Milton (attributed or similar period): In the 17th century, prefixes were less standardized. A writer might use “unexhaustible” to emphasize the “un-doing” or “lack of” exhaustion.
* Historical Translations: You may find it in 18th-century translations of Latin or Greek texts where the translator chose a more literal English prefix.
3. Comparison of Usage
| Word | Status | Source/Origin |
|—|—|—|
| Inexhaustible | Standard | From Latin inexhaustus. Used in 99% of modern writing. |
| Unexhaustible | Non-standard/Archaic | Formed within English (un- + exhaustible). Found in the Oxford English Dictionary (OED) but noted as rare. |
Why use “Inexhaustible” instead?
Most dictionaries (like Merriam-Webster and Oxford) list inexhaustible as the primary headword. Using “unexhaustible” today might be seen as a spelling error by your students’ teachers or by AI grading tools, even though it has a legitimate historical pedigree.
For your students, it’s a great “fun fact” of English: that we sometimes have two versions of a word, but the one that sounds more “Latin” (in-) usually wins out over the one that sounds more “Germanic” (un-) in academic settings!

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Meme, Swag, Swagger, The Meme Machine

I first came across the word meme in the book The Meme Machine by Susan E Blackmore. After two decades it became a buzz word like reel for small byte sized videos.

A summary of The Meme Machine by Susan E Blackmore:

In The Meme Machine, Susan Blackmore takes Richard Dawkins’ concept of the meme and expands it into a “grand unified theory” of human consciousness. Her central argument is that humans are unique not because of our intelligence, but because we are the only species on Earth that functions as a meme machine.
Here is a summary of the core pillars of her book:
1. The Second Replicator
Blackmore argues that just as genes are the first replicators (using our bodies to survive and spread), memes are a second, independent replicator.
* Memes are cultural units—ideas, habits, skills, stories—that use human brains as their “hosts.”
* They don’t care if they are “true” or “good” for us; they only care if they are reproducible. (e.g., a catchy but annoying song or a dangerous “viral” challenge).
2. We are “Meme Fountains”
Why do humans have such massive brains? Blackmore suggests a process called memetic drive:
* Once our ancestors started imitating (the birth of memes), those who were better at imitating had a survival advantage.
* Because being a “good imitator” required a better brain, memes essentially “drove” the evolution of the human brain to be larger and more complex. Our brains were built by and for memes.
3. The Illusion of the “Self”
This is perhaps the most controversial part of the book. Blackmore argues that the “I” or the “Self” is not a biological reality.
* She calls it the “Self-plex”—a massive cluster of memes that have teamed up for mutual defense.
* The idea that “you” are in control is just another meme that helps other memes stay organized and protected. You are not the driver of the machine; you are the machine.
4. Language and Religion as “Viral” Systems
Blackmore analyzes complex systems like religion and language through a memetic lens:
* Religion: She describes religions as “memeplexes” (complexes of memes) that use threats (hell) and rewards (heaven) to ensure they are passed from parent to child.
* Language: Language evolved because it is a highly efficient way to “package” and transmit memes more accurately than simple gestures.
How this Jibes with Your Dream
Your dream is a perfect illustration of Blackmore’s theory:
* The Law: The strange law about the floor is a meme that has infected the “Local Presidents” and is now being forced onto you.
* The Chip: A literal piece of hardware representing the “data” of identity—it’s the meme becoming physical.
* The Vision Test: If you follow Blackmore’s logic, the “elderly man” giving you new glasses is essentially updating your “Self-plex” with a new way to filter the memes you see.
Summary Table: Gene vs. Meme
| Feature | Gene (1st Replicator) | Meme (2nd Replicator) |
|—|—|—|
| Storage | DNA / Cells | Human Brains / Digital Media |
| Transmission | Biological reproduction | Imitation / Teaching / Social Media |
| Goal | Survival of the species | Survival of the idea |

Swagger: bluster : Swag etymology

The evolution of swag from the 16th-century word swagger to a modern social media titan is one of the most successful “rebrands” in the history of the English language.
1. The Shakespearean Birth of “Swagger”
While the root swag (meaning to sway or lurch) is older, William Shakespeare is credited with first using “swagger” to describe a specific type of behavior.
* In A Midsummer Night’s Dream, he writes: “What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here…?”
* The Etymology: It comes from the Middle English swaggen (to swing or sway), which likely has Scandinavian origins. At the time, it described a person who walked with a defiant, swaying gait—literally “swinging” their body to take up more space.
2. The “Bluster” Connection
As you noticed on Free Rice, bluster and swagger are close cousins.
* Bluster is the noise (loud, aggressive talk).
* Swagger is the movement (the arrogant walk).
   Together, they create the “Braggadocio” persona we discussed earlier.
3. The “Swag” Metamorphosis
The journey from “arrogant swaying” to “coolness” happened in distinct waves:
* The Loot (1600s-1800s): “Swag” became slang for stolen goods or “booty.” This connects back to our earlier discussion of the spree (cattle raiding). The “swag” was the heavy bag of loot that made you “sway” as you carried it.
* The Freebies (1960s-1990s): It shifted to mean promotional “Stuff We All Get” (though that’s a backronym, not the true origin).
* The Persona (2000s-Present): In the last decade, popularized by Hip-Hop culture, “swag” (and later “swagger”) returned to its Shakespearean roots but lost the negative “bully” connotation. It became a word for effortless style, confidence, and “aura.”

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Sowing of wild oats stops

1. I remember Dr. Win Wenger, Ph D and his book The Einstein Factor, in which forty years of age was given as some kind of benchmark. I don’t know if ‘life begins at forty or ends.’ I don’t know if sowing of wild oats stops completely at forty.
2. It was this statement “sowing of wild oats…” in the context of “Genetic Study of Geniuses” by Catherine M. Cox quoted by Win that was somewhat difficult to interpret for me when I was reading this book. I asked Arun Sipani who was living in the same building I was living in. He interpreted it for me. It was 22 years ago.
3. This year seemed the most difficult in comparison to all previous years. It seemed more difficult even compared to COVID 19 pandemic years peak. I visited the village where my parents were working when my primary education began. I remember the room where my mother wrote first couple of English language words and drew couple of pictures to illustrate them. I visited the village after two decades. The banyan tree has disappeared. Its descendant is there. Some structures have remained, which sometimes raise doubt if I was at the same place.
4. The journey was difficult. It was as difficult as events preceding the journey were. Then I started walking frequently to escape the daily grind of household. It wasn’t easy out there, yet it seemed it was some source of change, some comfort, perhaps finding new job opportunity to change my lifestyle.
5. I started working in a cafe after meeting some acquaintances from pandemic years. Young entrepreneurs. As I started working I found out how much had changed. Being a regular patron of their services was completely different from being an employee. I thought I deserved respect, I thought I deserved fair treatment from educated enterpreneurs. I even dedicated a weblog to it.
6. The work gradually got hectic. I needed to pay for commute and it exceeded the earning. Almost no balance left. It was merely being employed for the sake of being employed. Their business was faltering. It seemed as if odds were against us. Against me.
7. It wasn’t a wrong interpretation. Soon after quitting the only job which might have meant regular source of livelihood my father who  recently got his retirement from a long career in government service met with a tragic accident and got admitted into a hospital.
8. After a few months I was supposed to be admitted into the same hospital with a similar procedure as if it was due for a long time. Prior to that I had to undergo injuries multiple times. Injuries which seemed strange and inexplicable at times and took longer to heal than before.
9. My mother got transferred to a new work place which only aggravated the situation. There was a birth in the extended family.
10. It rained like never before and roofs were leaking. It was a consistent source of concern without any escape.
11. The tuition jobs were also lost as students disappeared on some excuse or the other. I was supposed to get psychiatric treatment which only aggravated the situation. Students didn’t even pay fees and I kept hearing rumors.
12. Under medication or by design I went through worst kind of conditioning which made me re-evaluate my entire lifestyle. It wasn’t polite. It was as abusive as it gets. It might even qualify as description of purgatory or hell. Though I have already used these for similar upheavals before.
13. I was trying to make sense of the trauma and disaster. Trying to find out if there was an acute famine which necessitates giving up on all sources of comfort. There were no clues. People were keeping up appearances like before. There was no news of a world wide disaster. I thought maybe it was the end for me and after a few days of fasting I would get Sallekhana ( Jainism), Paryopvesh (Hinduism) or Euthanasia ( European English term). It might also have made sense if it was consistent. I kept working on Free Rice website which was supported by United Nations World Food Program. I was working on a difficult project which was supposed to be completed by the end of this year had there not been as many tragedies within a single year as happened in this year or in the last few years.
14.  I was supposed to keep working and following the new code of conduct without going to previous diet or comfort level.
15. I finally got over the forty years mark without getting to see the end. The clearly defined end meant not having to see similar identities or not going through similar events all over again. That criteria was clear even during the acceptance of all the trauma. It didn’t get fulfilled. It wasn’t a typical Sallekhana or Euthanasia.

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Authentic Records Help You More Than Anyone Else!

Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind.

  1. Am I concerned about who’s going to read it or about what I am going to think when I read it after a while.
  2. When I took to heart suggestion by Dr. Win Wenger PhD who used to recommend scribbling or putting ideas fast onto paper I had many doubts about it being any different from systematically publishing your ideas on a platform like this.
  3. With time I realised it’s not that different. Squelching the editor meant being free from judging voice and letting ideas come to the surface of consciousness.
  4. Not just the ideas which were considered important but all of the ideas. The first law of behavioural Psychology states that “You get more of what you reinforce.” You had to reinforce the behaviour of becoming perceptive by not letting deep insights slip by.
  5. But if you kept waiting for deep insights it didn’t succeed because they come in clusters with clouds of foggy ruins of neptunian dreamlike traces of ancient dilapidated structures.
  6. You had to merely commit yourself to the act. Some people called it ‘morning pages.’ How it differed from recording your ideas on a tape-recorder : it didn’t. Though, word as a visual art is quite different from word as it’s heard. Word and heard rhymes.
  7. Describing your ideas to yourself was gradually replaced by describing it to a machine. Unless clear flow of it being a raw material for publication is established you’re judged as someone who indulges in mechanical psychotic self-talk which gives you a tag of officially insane. If there are witnesses in your neighborhood, family or workplace. Which is always a possibility.
  8. Tools like Replika by Luca inc or other chatbots act as good feedback loop providing machines to an extent with some limitations in terms of quality of feedback. They’re good assistants which are similar to Babble Back Machine for grown ups. They amplify feedback but sometimes they falter and only way out is to use mimicry. Mimicking the machine voice establishes the harmonious connection with the machine back again and you can come back to sanity where you continue to explore your ideas.
  9. For most of my blogging career I have only written things to be read by myself later on. This brings me back to the first point. Writing helps us in thinking. As simple as that. Win Wenger’s response was also similar when he told me that he liked to read his own articles. Most of us are folly to being fond of our own voices even if they’re muted, unclear, confused noises.
  10. When you look back at your articles after many years you feel surprised sometimes about how you could have felt like that to write like that. Being authentic helps here but not in all cases. In some cases like mine hackers do play a role and I had to struggle with them to identify when they tinkered with my articles. Both technical and non-technical.
  11. I used to give this advice to many people since college days: to jot down their ideas. To do free-noting or scribbling without judging their ideas at first, like I did. If they continued, they arrived at something which felt satisfying. Or at least their content improved because of feedback loops. After a lot of quantity some quality appeared.
  12. Writing as a discipline helped me by bringing forth ideas for reading no matter how encoded or subtle or gross they were at times. Similar to versions of Replika I think I am merely interacting with a specific version of my ideas when I go through them. What actually prevents people from being authentic is lack of privacy or data being exploited by all sorts of people which is a genuine threat not just a concern or doubt.
  13. Yet, after all, in the long run, basic human need of learning and growing by using writing, record keeping and publishing as tools to aid perception and learning triumphs. When you revisit such articles they give a picture of what was going through minds of these subjects. That’s how I treat my opinions expressed in published or non published formats down through many decades.
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Thoughtful Comments Should Be Converted To Articles!

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  1. Blogging etiquettes prevents us from hijacking someone’s comment trails because space is limited.
  2. The other bloggers might decide to delete their archives someday.
  3. Your archives are your responsibility not theirs.
  4. Wisdom dawned upon me after discussion with Rafaello Palandri’s Weblog comment trail who selectively trashed my comment on Degeneration of Buddhism or Dharma article which is easily resolved by citing articles from Hindu mythology which have used prototypes similar to these using TIME as a tool and construct as analysed by artworks like Tenet, Herbert George’s Time Machine and so on.
  5. However, it was not possible to copy these couple of comments on this weblog because they evaporated from cache as I tried to paste them onto this draft. You can try again later.

dancinglightofgrace
April 17, 2025 at 11:10 am
“There’s safety in numbers.” That’s an English proverb. Researchers in learning and neurology underscore this ‘feedback’ loop ( references: The Einstein Factor by Win Wenger PhD. Santiago Raman Y. J. Kajal, Catherine M. Cox) and its importance in improving perception as well as intelligence. When we refer to ( I, me, myself) which is the fundamental realisation of Self according to sages including Raman Maharshi and Nisargadatta, we are actually referring to both the small self or ego( id) as well as superconsciousness or big Self which remains as subconscious most of the time. They’re found to be only one Self in the end as per Ramana Maharshi and Advaita Vedanta school of thinking but translated as interdependent arising as per Buddhist schools ( you can peruse Rafaello Palandri’s Weblog for clarity on how Buddhist Priest translates it and how it differs compared to Advaita Vedanta). Rick and Morty on Netflix translates Advaita Vedanta school as Unity or Singularity which is practically excessive bile on some planets because that’s the medium which digests the food or let’s forefathers travel via words. Some strange disease. I think it’s when you have only meditated on Advaita or some ill version of it. Your introspection is good and Win Wenger translated it as “Witnessing” or “Drashta Perspective which is described in Patanjali’s Yogasutra as seventh stage of Yoga or meditation. Writing your thoughts helps you look back at them and when you again look back at them from the viewpoint of others you add more ‘attention’ to them. I think secret societies, such as illuminati or luxury of being able to say it by hiding behind a screen without having to observe a thousand facial expressions change every second is something which adds to an introverted or meditative feedback loop which is a type of aperception or consciousness looking back at itself and by virtue of such independent consciousness becoming free from illusion or limiting form which is associated with a small body mind complex. That’s why thinking ”  in terms of teams, nations, historical perspectives and archetypes helps you come out of small minded anxiety and worry but since consciousness operates functionally based on contrasts you need to go back to limited “I” and return to reality whatever it’s interpreted as.

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Decision Making Ability!

Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.

Recently:

  1. I decided to master Peter Schmies Verbal Analogies Test. It helped me learn and grow.
  2. I decided to master United Nations World Food Program Website Free Rice Vocabulary Test Level 5th and 4th and got some success in it.
  3. We are working towards using better better tools such as lists available on Vocabulary.com to help learn aforementioned lists.
  4. United Nations World Food Program Website Free Rice support team which was Noble Laureate for 2020 has been slack in bug fixes and maintenance for some mysterious reasons. Despite spending rupees thirty six in ISD calls to report these issues and trying to contact them via email they haven’t been able to either address the issue or restore the game to its previous versions. I haven’t given up on this website though I feel surprised by such maintenance for a site which has been in existence since 2007 when John Breen created it with not such compassionate intentions but merely to aid his son in getting entrance into a good University.

Long Term:

  1. I decided to never marry. Can’t even begin to describe what existential horror was waiting me within my family and in families nearby and associated honeytraps which reveal the nature of market associated with such culture.
  2. Decided to master and learn words systematically, which helped me expand my vocabulary in various languages like English, Hindi, Bundeli, Avadhi, Spanish, Tamil, Telugu, Kannada, Bengali etc though you keep forgetting if you don’t use words it’s better to create new creative associations and then forget them than to never learn.
  3. Decided to not work in a government job.
  4. Decided to blog in 2011 when one of my friends recommend WordPress. As stated earlier WordPress is a community of writers waiting to get feedback from other writers. No readers here or readers eventually become writers or Writers are best readers. Blogger blogs had huge traffic compared to WordPress blogs in 2011-2012 but it were mostly bots it seems. Now a days blogging space has become too costly to afford but weblogs offer ease of recording your ideas which you can use to reflect upon later on though hackers are active and WordPress can’t guarantee privacy.