Thursday, December 1, 2011

Oh Regenald..................I DISAGREE!



^Family Guy reference^

This is great time for these lectures to come along, obviously because they deal with what I'm blogging about, at least attempting to anyway. Sir Ken Robinson, you are a wonderful speaker, and you read my mind.

What am I saying? You didn't read my mind; you turned my thoughts into clear, concise, words and sentences that flow effortlessly from your wonderfully British mandibles.

Look at the image. Look at it again. Multiply the number of dots by about 1 x 10²³². Keep that in mind. And ignore the color scheme, has nothing to do with anything.

They say that the point of language arts classes to learn how to communicate your ideas effectively, which forces you to develop your thoughts more clearly, thus, hopefully you can communicate easier and more effectively. In my short experience I find that any time I say something I do not convey my true meaning. It's a pity really, maybe I'm just self-absorbed, but I think that many people don't comprehend the true depth of what I'm saying. Even right now! My mind is an orgy of related details, but if I were to scream them at you all at once, you would call me a bad communicator because it'd be sporadic and messy, without any scrap of continuity, which is crap because I don't have trouble following sporadic thought processes, maybe most people are just really bad listeners and prefer to be spoon-fed information. But, I say that thinking in a straight line is useless, maybe if you're an accountant straight-line thinking is advantageous, but for the things I think about I do it in ridiculous shapes, which is unavoidable because knowledge doesn't travel in straight lines, doesn't follow the rules of organization, and ultimately forms a massive paradox once you reach x amount of pieces of quantified information and y amount of connections between that information, with z amount of questions you're able to answering using x and y together. If you map that, it looks like what's at the top of the paragraph, because it doesn't want to cooperate and move down here ↓
Anyways, my point is that things in general don't make any sense. You may argue that things like physics always make sense, you're wrong. Physics is an approximation of how the physical world works ultimately based in subatomic physics. Chemistry is the same way, it's an approximation of things we on our planet and in our limited view of the universe have found to be true. Everything else ever, that you've ever learned in school, is approximations of things. Many scientists now believe that the universe is held together by a strange substance called dark matter, and that galaxies and clusters and superclusters move because of a force called dark energy, but they can't see, touch, smell, hear or observe directly in any way shape or form either of those things, they can only speculate as to why certain things happen the way they do, and with certain scenarios their only explanation is dark matter/energy, which isn't really an explanation at all because one can't explain the explanation. The point I'm trying is illustrate is that things in general don't make sense and our quest for knowledge would be called by some in vain, because for every bit of knowledge you obtain you come up 100 related questions, which can't be answered by the new bit of knowledge you just obtained.

With that dizzying spiel out of the way, I think I have sufficiently explained why it's difficult for me to communicate the true depth of my thoughts. Some may say that I'm self-absorbed and think myself a facetious ass. Whatever.

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