Saturday, August 29, 2015

Brain Wash

How many times have you entered a debate with a religious person “the brainwashed type”? A simple piece of advice is to leave them alone; they are destined to hit the wall “someday”.
Try to squeeze them during a debate in a matter which requires one’s own answers; all they can come up with is an example about how an X person did to Y and so on. Silly analogies fit for an eight year old. Very often they would remind you of a line from a book that they know for certain is made by the creator, which most often happens to be the only book they read. Without this book, man would have been lost; the only and last way to salvation. Come and Join US. “Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated”.
In truth, religion is just another system of control. Systems of control and civilization being tightly coupled and inseparable. And man has learned that the most efficient way to control the masses is fear, and what better fear there is than that of the unknown, better still “fear of the creator”.
But still, our purpose is to get closer to the truth, and to do that we have to dare explore the unknown, we have to dare pursue questions. Simple questions of where, when and why prove to be the hardest to answer. For it is through simplicity that we reach complexity, not the other way round. Not to ask these questions is blasphemy, to say that GOD doesn't want us to ask them is sacrilege.
The time will come, when those who are now brainwashed shall be washed again, and perhaps then, we would have washed away our fear and ignorance.

thank you friend for the youtube video :)

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Unfair


I played a game once called “Grim Fandango” by Lucas Arts, in it there was a character who kept on singing:
  Ashes to ashes to ashes… 

Could it be that it is as simple as that? Could it be more miserable?
We have created it all, we stretched the foil so thin it’ s about to break if it hasn't already. What’ s next Ashes?

What I didn't say about the game is its ending 
  We don’ t know where train would stop, so we might as well enjoy the ride

Control? What choice have we got? We didn't choose to be here. Freewill? It’ s only an illusion. A blunder to mimic control.

At the end of the day, we are as helpless now as we ever were. Some people would think they are not, and would go about their lives creating all these cultural systems around them to sleep better with illusions of grandeur and superiority. But really they are more pathetic than those who we call the unfortunate.

We never know where the train would stop. Not because we don’ t know, but because we are simply not the passengers. We are those unfortunate, tied to the track wishing the train never comes, but it always does. How else could this sad existence end?

The photo above is that of a Syrian child in a refugee camp showing gratitude after receiving a few pieces of cloth. I do not know what to say except that I am sorry, it is our fault, each and every one of us.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Will it Surface?

It is said that a lie becomes a truth if you are not caught. It is also said that lying is bad, a sin to be more exact. Sadly, roles have turned, lies became truth; the truth is maimed to look like lies. Old human virtues like honesty, honor, integrity and credibility have all been replaced by deceit and what they call cleverness. Those concepts of old have become so dead that we morn them in the movies, their only applicable domain.

It also said not to give power to those who do not know how to use it, not to give freedom to a slave. How can you expect a slave to rule? How can you expect a bird caged its entire life to fly? To let them free you have to teach them, to let them understand you have to train them. Not doing this will produce a world much like the one we are in today, slaves with power turning against each-other. Slaves with power who would do anything to remain in power; not because power is tempting, but because they are so afraid to get back to a cage;

Have we abandoned our humanity for the sake of virtual values? Or are we simply trying to survive? Will a jewel stand out from a pile of trash or remain there buried forever? If the jewel ever found a way out, will there be anyone to admire it?

P.S. This is a 10+ year old post back when mastersleeper was my website :) Still relevant today

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

What is Love

Technically speaking, love is when the neurological patterns of the brain are mostly occupied with memories and routines about the other person. The brain gets used to having those activities and events and would miss them when not present. The image and memory of her would be associated to happiness and the brain would try to incorporate it into other activities and events. It would change the innate self preservation and override it into a me and you preservation.

Trying to translate this, I think Love is:

- When you feel a hole inside every time she is away.

- When you do not mind acting stupid to catch a smile or a reaction.

- When you realize you are not holding back words anymore even when they might get you in trouble ;)

- When the self in selfishness changes to YOU&ME. 

- When you start worrying about the future and how to keep her in it.

Be well my love, come back to me.

Friday, April 6, 2012

A Smoker`s Interface Device

Q: What to do when asked to assist a smoker with fixing his software "Visual Studio"?

A 1: Take pictures
A 2: Put tissue on top of the filth
A 3: Fix it fast "nothing can be done about the smell :("



disgusting!