Wholism

nityananda nityananda

i can't remember that cool thing that i thought about earlier that i wanted to write here.

nityananda nityananda

um...


so, from one angle of vision, this approach is meant to give sincere people a means to approach God ... to put it simply ... through numbers. and by numbers i mean information theory. i remember praying to durga for a back door to the labyrinth of the modern mind. and by labyrinth i mean twisted bloody mess.

let me put that in some perspective. i remember one day i was looking at a tulasi plant. all the stuff i learned in biology was etched into my perception of the world. it decomposed that holy being into a series of membranes and cells and sliced her up into various cross sections and component parts in isolation. "and that is how tulasi works" i'm supposed to believe. enter "WHOLISM"

purnam adah purnam idam
purnat purnam udacyate
purnasya purnam adhaya
purnam evavasisyate

if the complete whole is really the complete whole, then what question is there of dividing it into pieces? none. yet there is variety. we can compare one thing to another thing. there is a difference... a separation of space between. a separation in time or in colour or in softness or in some abstract consideration of each of the two things' many perceivable qualities.

so then? yes, the complete whole is like that. full of inter-relationship. it's one colour, and what is that colour? that colour is INFINITE-VARIETY-OF-INTER-RELATIONSHIP. so the complete whole has an infinity of complete wholes in it, without ever being divided. that one should funk your brain up.

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now, take it a step back. in college i realized this short coming of science, especially biology.

break everything down into isolated parts and then you can understand it. SAYS WHO? cut a man off from everyone in the world, put him on an island alone, and then write the book on human interactions based on his behaviour. does that really make sense to anyone?

so. wholism. in short it means, any one part of the whole, no matter how insignificant, can never be actually understood untill the whole whole is understood.

i'll formalize this idea later on.

at the time, in college, i envisioned instruments for "passive listening" techniques. i wanted to invent ways to decipher the patterns a living organism made in reflected sound and light to essentially trace out the organisms imprint, through it's interference with the ambient sound and light.

not in a lab... not a cross-section of the thing... but a plant, let's say, in the jungle with monkeys and shit making their normal sounds, birds flying around, bees drinking honey, the works... and then listen very carefully to the way the plant interferes with the environment. i had some devices planned for that... "shadow readers" essentially. but get it to the point where you can see inside the plant's cells without ever touching even the soil around the plant with a 10 foot pole.

so here's where tangled labyrinthian brains and backdoors come in. we think we have it all figured it out. we almost finished writing the book on everything and the poor guy on the desert island is about to smash his face into a rock untill his wretched existence ends. and our final chapter will be called "life sucks".

good work right? my ass that's good work. we're totally missing the point. we started from the corner of wrong way and don't care and ran with it. to make this a little more rigorous. please read the next post about the basis of observation.