Tuesday, December 19, 2023

Hey ... Jude!



Yesterday, December 18, 2023, at a local church near us we had the rare opportunity to venerate the “Arm of Saint Jude”. It is relic of a fragment of the actual arm bone of Apostle Jude. He walked with Jesus; and, that is, in every sense of the word.

Saint Jude is the much acclaimed “Saint of Impossible Causes”.

The relic has been venerated since ancient times. It is currently visiting from Rome on a 100 city pilgrimage in the United States.

The reliquary is modeled after the forearm in a posture of blessing.

Spend a moment and contemplate that historic relic is from an arm which was literally arm in arm with Christ.

It also wasn’t lost on me how it is positioned in the vertical. And, how that vertical blessing includes Gravity itself as a blessing.

What’s up! Hey, Jude!

Sunday, December 10, 2023

๐€๐ˆ ... ๐’๐ฉ๐š๐ฐ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ?

AI ... Spawn of the Devil?

“We must realize that modern civilization is thoroughly oriented towards dehumanizing humanity in every possible way; that is to say, we are fast turning into robots or statues with no human souls. Our task is to get humanized once more.” — D. T. Suzuki

AI is for the ignorant. No, not like "ignorant" like you don't know something or other. But, this: "Ignorant", as in taking the false to be real, and the real to be false. Living distracted by the phantasmagoria. "Asshole" is the le mot juste on that.

The foundation basis for Artificial Intelligence is the idea that, if information is good, lots of it is better. And, what could be better than all the information, aggregated and considered by an oh-so-smart computer. Who would argue with that? A computer what got it's origin inputs from who knows and where.

As far as that goes, like it's a virtual cubby hole of all the known facts — can AI know any new facts, or just rearrange the facts that have already been inputted into it? 

Fine. Access to information is a good thing. Theoretically. But that depends on what one is accessing the information for what purpose. Or, will AI be able to suss the malefactors and deny access? And, having sussed, go shush to the bad guys. Depends, I suppose, on the ones that give AI it's marching orders. Bad guys are surely there to take advantage. And, even those with the best intentions, are they self aware enough and motivated to the Hightest Good; or are there skeletons in their closets under lock and key; but there nonetheless and operating under the surface. Unconscious little devils.


Having lots of facts, the right facts is smart. Intelligent, well that's what you do constructively with those facts. AI has no native intelligence in itself, but the intelligence foundation programmed into it. That's why I keep wondering if the folks who are jiggering the Brave New World of AI have their shit together. Shit in, shit out. 

So, Mr. AI, just what is the factor that will guarantee the things don't go shit? Not like we've ever seen that sort of thing before. Not. Or are we so saturated in our own ability to sort things out that we catapult headlong into every scientific and technical potentiality pridefully confident that we're smart enough to work out the kinks. I remember a US of A Secretary of Health or someone like that who would have solved the air quality problem by issuing the hoe polloi gas masks. A tech solution, not a Human one.

So, let's not ask AI by what standard guides its so-called intelligence, but by what standard are we Human guided? In a Godless society, suggesting a turning to God almost feels like a quaint sentiment.


Information. It is now God. If your car gets a flat it's good to know how the wheel is attached to the axle, which way to turn the nuts, and where to find the thingy what to turn said nuts, and the jack; and how the heck to work it so you don't kill yourself in the process. Like that. So too with how to get a rocket to the Moon. Information. And, good information. But, also the right information. It might be nice to know how to make a Pizza, but going to the Moon ... not relevant to the task. Kapische? Unless you're living in some future world where "WE DELIVER! TO THE MOON!"

The tell with AI is simple to read. As long as you're not all distracted with the endless permutations of acquiring practical knowledge, that is. The Achilles Heel of AI is ... it's artificial, bruh! Capische? Who said it: "All information is ignorance." To understand that little ditty, read I AM THAT by Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj.

The extra demonic in the mix is that somewhere along the line that so-called self-evolving AI has been birthed with some a-priori intellectual genetics. Who's? Good question. Some asshole somewhere set that algorithm in motion with who knows what level of self-awareness, wisdom, common sense, and intent . And, let's not minimize the real probability for some malevolent intent. Read the news. Even without full blown AI ... look at the mess! Field of mendacity!

Call it it's DNA. That one point ... intent; keep an eye on that. That's the fucker. Even the ones with the "good" intentions. What could possibly go wrong putting all your eggs in that basket? And, who's to say that those ones pulling the strings are self-aware enough to be vigilant over their unconscious drivers. 

Oh, you say, there'll be checks and balances. But, who's watching the watchers? And, with so much mendacity afoot, you can bet someone(s) somewhere(s) gonna try to game the system. For good, for naught. If something goes awry, let's be sure to have a thorough investigation. Get back to you on that in a few years, and millions of dollars. Meanwhile ... 

How's this for a scenario? So, everything you do is pretty much in some database or other. Right now. Your profile. What you watch, how often, your preferences. What you buy, how much, which brands. Even this article; that is, if loads of people started to look in on Wronski's Wramblings. Success has it downsides. Where you go even — my auto insurance rates are linked to an in-car app which tracks trips and rates my driving. I got nothin' to hide, so why not; it saves me some bucks. But, it also gives a clue about me in terms of how I'm gettin' along in the world. What makes me tick.

Now imagine that all that information on little ol' me is sorted into some AI algorithm's analysis of who I am. As can be described in words, that is. Then aggregated into groupings of one sort of other with others of similar ilk. Now I belong to a category. Herded into a herd? Then AI can profile the categories to discern common denominators for any particular group. What are our wants and needs? What are our triggers? What's it gonna take to get me into that car today? In politics, whoa! That AI can tailor messaging to me right in the privacy of my own home via television or internet telling me just what I need to hear to get me to vote in a predictable way. This tech makes the old demographic sorting from my Mad Ave Ad Biggie days look like cave man scratching. Seems now, the system can literally tailor messaging directly to me; not just me in a group of millions. Just me. 

Or, to get me to buy some stuff. Imagine with all the propagandizing and indoctrination already being churned out, imagine the wonderful potential to get my party into office with just a flick of the finger to get my confirmation biases ticking.

Talk about "Manufacturing Consent."

By the time we realize that AI has taken us down yet another historic rabbit hole, finding the devil in the details will be impossible; and, quite possibly pointless. The problem isn't so much AI, it's our attachment to the tools of AI. This screen you're reading this on, to point to the obvious.

Who's to blame? Oh, that old spin? Really? Praise and blame? That currency has always been worthless, but look how long it's taken us to grok that! Have we?Maybe even some who are reading this will scratch their heads wondering what the F I'm talking about. I'm scratching my head wondering how come something that obvious gets past seeing. Just look at the political scene. One side saying the other will be the doom of us. The other talking doom too. Praise and blame. It'll be our doom. Or, same spin ... "right and wrong". 

Fuck all! There's gotta be a better way?!

So, artificial intelligence. What's the problem. In short, for all its promise, it can very easily usher in the Brave New World. Everything sewn up nice and neat. Everybody drinking the same Kool-Aid.

What about the devil in it? As I would put it that the fall of Man, the Original Sin, was embracing the idea that "I can do it myself". Now, all this way from Adam and Eve, we're essentially still saying "we can do it all". Now, though, we got all the info to get it done. And, done right! Just another kind of "Apple", don't it seem? 

Poem for Judgement Day: WE DID IT ALL/WE DID IT ALL/ WE DID IT ALL/ AND THAT/AND THAT/AND THAT AND.

That Creator Guy, thank you very much! Just stay on your heavenly throne. Now we can handle it ourselves from now on. Simple as that. If you think we live in a Godless world, look at the news. The devil is in the details. And AI is all about details. Such a temptation: Information will save us. [Not.]

So, Pilgrim, let me ask you ... who's [information]. And, answer me this, how much information does it take to be wise? Or, is life just about knowing how to fix a flat? It is, in a way. But, who is it what's doing the fixing in the first place? Who am I, really. Who are you? AI ain't gonna give that answer. It'll give you an answer; but it'll be ersatz. 

AI ain't gonna answer that question. Yet, without the answer to that question, we are doomed. Where to turn? All the acquired Wisdom of the World says just one thing ... look within. Simple as that. Yet, we go for complicated. And, out there. And, AI is nothing if not complicated. And, nothing about anything but "out there". Lots of devilish details.

As for me, I'll stick with the Akashic Record. Everything about everything ... ever. Makes AI look like the Tower of Babel. Which in a very real sense is exactly what it is. Just to pull the plug and it ceases to exist. Like Ol' Lot and his family in the Bible, hard to turn away. His Missus gives us a clue on the consequences.

So, here's the thing. AI obviously has it's benefits. How the world works. Sure.  Downsides ... plenty. No God there; except it's just a word. Like Marshall McLuhan says, with every new medium, something is gained ... and, something is lost. Not sure yet what is lost. Maybe it's a firm grasp of the obvious? Hold that thought. Maybe Socrates would say that what is lost is the honest fact that we really don't know. But, who goes around proud of not knowing. Seems the one who knows the most, the best, gets to win the day. 

As they say about Truth ... it's True. What's Real is True. No need for defense or explanation. Beyond argument. Like, when the Sun is up. Plain to see. Just to see it for what it is. The trick to get at that is to give up being distracted. And, guess what? AI is the big distraction. That "Apple" again. Just to see the false, as false. 

Big hint from The Man, Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj: "Nothing you perceive is you. Nothing you perceive is your own." 

Bottom line ... is there anything beyond AI. Well, as that Man says, AI lives in the realm of perception. Hint. Hint. And, by its own admission, it's "artificial".






Friday, November 03, 2023

Who Am I? Asked ... and, answered. Definitively.



Questioner: I am what I know myself to be.

Nisargdatta Maharaj: You cannot possibly say that you are what you think yourself to be!

Your ideas about yourself change from day to day and from moment to moment. Your self-image is the most changeful thing you have. It is utterly vulnerable, at the mercy of a passer by. A bereavement, the loss of a job, an insult, and your image of yourself, which you call your person, changes deeply.

To know what you are you must first investigate and know what you are not. And to know what you are not you must watch yourself carefully, rejecting all that does not necessarily go with the basic fact: ‘I am’. The ideas: I am born at a given place, at a given time, from my parents and now I am so-and-so, living at, married to, father of, employed by, and so on, are not inherent in the sense ‘I am’. 

Our usual attitude is of ‘I am this’.

Separate consistently and perseveringly the ‘I am’ from ‘this’ or ‘that’, and try to feel what it means to be, just to be, without being ‘this’ or ‘that’.

All our habits go against it and the task of fighting them is long and hard sometimes, but clear understanding helps a lot. The clearer you understand that on the level of the mind you can be described in negative terms only, the quicker you will come to the end of your search and realize your limitless being.

[From 'I Am That' Chapter 18]

From a Christian perspective ...



Tuesday, October 31, 2023

Taxi Dave 2023

 


Every annum during the October run up to Halloween Taxi Dave goes to streets to meet the zeitgeist in his trusty classic Checker Taxi. Come along for the ride. Daily recounts. Weekly updates. You never know ...

Look out! Here he comes ...


"Loaded for Bear" ...


As of now ... So, what's so?


Who's that? Well, that's our good friend Elmer Fudd. Oh, and Judge Arthur Engoron; he's presiding over 45's — that pesky wabbit —  NYC trial early October 2023. All in good fun, right Judge? 


"Tray"? "Tay-Vis"? "Tra-Tay"? 
Ain't love grand. I'm sold!




"Where to, your Holiness?"
"Nowhere, in particular."
"I can't go far, the tank's nearly empty."
"Don't stop! Let's get there!"



Today this post is on October 10, 2023. Grim news. I am at a loss to do anything other than to stay quiet and sit with the Peace in my heart. No place for smart, witty, cute, humor. Time for our tears.


October 11, 2023: The truth is we are riding our lives in a vast and infinite peace. Let's not let our worst doings even our best, for that matter distract from that innate reality. What's done is in the rear view mirror. But, you say, look at the news! ... There'll be more war tomorrow. Maybe so. But, we can go into tomorrow with our eyes for peace. As Jackson Browne put it: take it easy ... "don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy. " 

"Take your stand"



It's worldwide "paddidle" day!

When I was dating spotting one and exclaiming "paddidle! " required a kiss.

We're all growed up now. When you see one ... just love the one you're with.

And, just so you don't get the idea that it's just for when you're on the road ... On the road of life, just look up at the moon. "Paddidle! "


The "Ring of Fire" annular eclipse last Saturday, October 14 in the Yucatan peninsula at Chichen Itza. Last one seen there was 400 years ago.

Probably a gazillion interpretations. An omen. A harbinger of a new era dawning. A portal for some bad shit to come on in.

For your Taxi Dave ... It was one jackpot fare!

We be needin' some "Durga" arounchere.

The nine days of Navrati ... Sunday, October 15, 2023  next Tuesday, the 24th.

It's a party! Everyone's coming.


Dark times ...



Narrow as F tunnel, poor visibility, driving on one's own light.

So, Pilgrim, let me ask you ... By what light are you driving?

Maybe more to the point ... Who's your driver?


Word of the year? Word for the age!


The roadmap has been well known for centuries ...

To whom it may concern ...

Question: is the promised land just on a map?

Question: is jihad just with fists?


The really Big Gun is on both sides. Just gotta meet in the middle.






In the Holy Land it's not about cows ... it's about people.



▀▄▀▄▀▄ ๐•Ÿใ„– ๐Ÿ๏ผฅฮฑล˜ ▄▀▄▀▄▀








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Tuesday, October 03, 2023

Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche



Join us today [October 3, 2023] in remembering and celebrating Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche, one of the greatest Buddhist masters of the 20th century, on this 32nd anniversary of his passing. 

He was renowned as a highly accomplished meditation master, scholar, poet and a principal holder of the Nyingma lineage. Practices are taking place across the world today paying homage to Rinpoche and his vast vision.

Do not forget the Lama
Pray to him at all times.
Do not forget death
Persist in Dharma.
Do not be carried away by thoughts
Watch the nature of mind.
Do not forget sentient beings
With compassion dedicate your merit to them.

~Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche



Saturday, September 30, 2023

๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐‚๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง ๐‹๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ž

 


Who's the babe, right? That's the flower of the Wronski genetic wonder garden. In her own words: "So, big boy, you be wantin' my Polish love? It's like a dill pickle to the heart!"

The wedding was a shebang. The working side of my Uncle's huge bakery was the "hall". Big lofty ceiling, huge rectangular worktable in the center. [That work table had enough room for twelve or so workers kneading dough. It was never that busy; but you get the idea.] Chairs and folding tables scattered around. Recorded music and dancing. Men in the corner shooting craps. Serve yourself to the drinks. Kids running around like maniacs, playing in the nooks and crannies, even hiding in the cabinets in the front selling area. Lots of home cooked food on that center work table. In short ... a Polish wedding.

A Polish wedding with all the usuals ... tossing the bouquet, sliding the garter off, first dance, cutting the cake. We're Polish, after all! Not barbarians. [Though given half a chance and enough Vodka, any dern one of us would not hesitate to jump on a war horse and ride galloping in the moonlight through a Birch forest ... bareback, and bare assed. The Wronski's do have their ways.]

Some other traditions have crept into "Wronski" wedding celebrations. "Beat Babcha." That's where the Groom gets to show his stuff by wrestling dear old Babcha Wronski best two out of three. "You Can't Drink All That!?" Just what you would think it is. Just that in the Wronski way, everybody is playing. Just, don't talk politics. Or, the kids' favorite, "IT." Which looks a lot like kids either not to be seen since they're all hiding somewhere; or, kids running full tilt hither and thither among the assorted adults and tables.

What about Cousin Lottie? Did she get into any action? [Well, she certainly did, later that evening. But, we only have the sounds of crashing and screaming from their bedroom to figure what, the what?] At the reception, though, the family tradition for the Bride is to arm wrestle all the females at the shindig. If she beats all them, then she gets to arm wrestle the men. If she beats all them, then the only one that's left is the Groom. I'm gonna stop right there. We don't talk about the what if's following which one wins, the Bride or the Groom. That enters into the very complex and deep Akashic mystery that is the Wronski brood.

Wherever you are right now, go throw some Rice. Even if it's in your imagination. 






Thursday, September 14, 2023

XXX in College Biology [It's Downright Dirty ... Be Advised]

The Broth of Their Own Desire

Based on some true events, somewhat fantasized. 
XXX Advisory


He fucked her twice. First, the old fashioned way. If you can call all the nasty gymnastics "old fashioned". Let's just leave it that the term refers to his sumthin' goin' in to her sumthin'. 

The second fucking ... that was leaving her to foot the bill for the room service. And, by room service we're here talking about the Caviar, Oysters, and Champagne. Lots. Definitely not the "service", as in the fucking and sucking. 

Fucked twice? She was served twice too!

They were young. Hot blooded. She was a babe. He was a stud. Lab partners in Comparative Anatomy. She asked if he could show her around the reproductive anatomy of a feline specimen. In plain terms, the pussy on that pussy.

He obliged. Played it straight. Hard to figure a girl doesn't know what's going on down there. But, don't assume. Otherwise, all sorts of difficulties could ensue if he took it that this was some kind of come on. Maybe some kind of joke, since a bunch of girls gathered around to view the practical examination he provided on that cute little dead pussy. That is, of that pussy. On, that pussy.

Turns out that female kitties have the similar anatomy to human females in the nasty department. 

The science part taken care of, he proposed an after school practical. Just him, and all those scientifically inquisitive females. Like we said, he wasn't quite sure if there was an undercurrent agenda to a group of girls asking him to show them around the pussy parts of a kitty. Not one, however, to miss a potential opportunity, he made the offer. They accepted. 

It turned out to be quite the "practical". And by "practical" we're talking about classic show and tell. Not just some academic bunch of words. Show me yours, and I'll show you mine. 

Did. And, done.

Friday, September 08, 2023

What is Dr. Ida P. Rolf Method / Structural Integration?

 What is Dr. Ida P. Rolf Method

 / 
Structural Integration?
 As I understand it, Dr. Rolf’s basic premise is this: 

Just like it is for any physical structure on Earth, the same also applies to the Human body structure. In this regard Gravity is determinative.


In terms of how this applies to Human beings, consider basic Science. 

Anatomically the Human body is designed structurally as something stacked up vertically, the segments level front to back, and with symmetry side to side. Dr. Rolf would say: "... something organized around a vertical line".

From Physics we understand that the Human body arrangement — vis-a-vis the demands of Gravity — calls for the same uprightness, evens and symmetricals  which are also understood Anatomically.

Wednesday, September 06, 2023

War! What's It Good For?

 


Choiceless Awareness ... Jiddu Krishnamurti


This from The Immeasurable ...

"Choiceless Awareness is a term Krishnamurti coined to direct our attention to a perception that is independent of the thought and choosing process. It is also a central theme of his teachings.

"This excerpt by Krishnamurti encourages readers to question the inherent limitations and potential drawbacks of concentrated thought. Concentration, as described, often involves the self, leading to resistance, division, and personal attachment. This invites us to reflect on whether such division and struggle are inherent to the human condition when we fixate our minds on specific tasks or objects.

"In contrast, he proposes that choiceless awareness may offer a deeper understanding of reality. In light of this, it's worth considering your own perspective on the roles of concentration, choiceless awareness, and attention in shaping your perception of reality. How do these ideas align or contrast with your experiences? Could there be another way to look at so-called reality?

J. Krishnamurti
Talk 7, Saanen (Switzerland), 1977 ...

"There are these three things which we must understand: concentration, choiceless awareness, and attention. Concentration implies resistance – concentration on a particular thing, on the page you are reading, or on the phrase you are trying to understand: to concentrate, to put all your energy in a particular direction. That is one thing. I needn’t enlarge on that, need I? In that concentration there is resistance and therefore there is effort and division. I want to concentrate, thought goes off on something else, I bring it back. The fight. And if you love something you concentrate very easily. All that is implied in the word ‘to concentrate’, to put your mind on a particular object, or a particular picture, a particular action. That is one thing.

Choiceless awareness implies to be aware both objectively, outside, and inwardly, without any choice. Just to be aware of the colours, of the tent, of the trees, the mountains, nature – just to be aware. Not choose, say, ‘I like this’, ‘I don’t like that’ or ‘I want this’, ‘I don’t want that’. Right? To observe without the observer. The observer is the past, which is conditioned, therefore he is always looking from that conditioned point of view, therefore there is like and dislike, my race, your race, my god, your god, all the rest of it. We are saying to be aware implies to observe the whole environment around you, the mountains, the trees, the ugly walls, the towns, aware, look at it. And in that observation there is no decision, no will, no choice. Get it? You understand it?

And attention – concentration, choiceless awareness and attention. In attending there is no center. Right? You are completely attending. Are you now – if I may ask – attending to what is being said? If you are completely, totally attending there is no you who is attending – is there? You understand? If you are listening completely with your heart and with your blood, everything, there is no me attending. Right? There is no me which limits that attention. Then attention is limitless. Right? Therefore attention then has complete space."


Monday, September 04, 2023

MILAREPA ... A Pot and Hunters


MILAREPA

"A Pot and Hunters"

One day Milarepa happened to stumble outside his meditation cave Dragkar-taso while he was quite naked and carried an earthen pot - he was almost always quite naked. He slipped on a stone right outside the cave and fell down. The handle broke, the pot rolled away from him and broke asunder, but then another pot emerged from inside of the broken pot. The new pot was green and made of encrusted nettle soup that had fastened on the wall of the earthen pot. 

Now Milarepa understand how little lasting earthly things were, and sang a song:

"The pot of clay once existed, but now it does not.
This is how all things must pass sooner or later.
Therefore I shall carry on.
The pot was all I owned.
By breaking into a thousand pieces, it has become my guru (teacher)."

While he was singing, some other hunters passed by. They tried to get a meal at the cave, and said:
"Oh, how green and thin you are!"

They asked him for food, and while they ate, the youngest of them said, "Well, you appear to be strongly built, so why undergo such troubles and privations and denying yourself almost everything? If you take up a worldly career, you might be riding a horse, sting like a thorn-bush in combat, and subdue your enemies. By accumulating wealth you would be protecting your affectionate kindred, and you would be happy. Or you could get rich and happy from trading. At worst you could be a servant and get good food and clothing, and would be far better off than this. You don't seem to have known these things earlier. So set about it now."
One of the old hunters said, "He seems to be a very good devotee, and it is not likely that he will mind our worldly counsel. Better keep quiet." He turned to me: "Please sing us a song which will do good to our minds."

Milarepa answered, "You all seem to think me very miserable. But no one in the whole wide world is as happy as I am. And no one can boast of a nobler life. Listen," he said, and sang:

From a hymn by Milarepa (a rendering) ...

"This body owns my own altar: it is the chest.
There, within the alerted heart I see a triangle.
The mind's a horse in that inward land; it prances about and moves like the wind.
A lasso must be used to catch this horse,
Use "singleness of purpose" as that lasso.
Tie it, when caught, to the post of meditation.
Feed it with suitable teachings when it is hungry.
When it's thirsty, give it the stream of consciousness to drink.
When it's cold, keep it in the enclosure of sunyata.
Use the will for its saddle and intellect for its bridle.
Tie it to a fixed purpose.
Strengthen its vitality.
Its rider is keen watchfulness.
Mahayanic altruism is his helmet.
Learning and deep meditation are his coat of mail.
On his back he carries the shield of patience.
He holds aims in his hand like a long spear.
The sword by side is being astute and intelligent.
Lack of hate and wrath are his slim arrows,
And intellect made keen are their arrowheads.
Spiritual wisdom is the pliant bow.
Arrows that are shot forth, fall down among the nations.
They strike the faithful ones and slay [stupid, insolvency-bringing] selfishness.
Thus are our kindred protected.
This horse courses along the plain of happiness.
Its goal is to attain the Buddha state.
By running such a race, I'm carried on to Buddhahood.
I don't covet worldly happiness."

FROM: THE 1,000 SONGS

Sunday, September 03, 2023

๐€๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ... ๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐€๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐€๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ?

Artificial Intelligence ... 

What's Intelligent About Artificiality?

[Alt. Title: The Devil is Dancing a Jig]


When here we have Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj asserting that all acquired knowledge is ignorance ... "The knowledge 'I am' is the first ignorance and whatever knowledge you acquire with it is ignorance."

[If you are moved to get into that Saint's message, please do. See for yourself. CLICK to Read I AM THAT.

And, what is Artificial Intelligence if it's not acquired. And, here's the kicker ... it's artificial. It's not just phony, it's phony phony. That's Baloney!

So it seems we're going all in on artificial ignorance? The devil is dancing a jig. On our heads.

Even on a mundane, relative knock-on-wood level, shouldn't we be looking into what could possibly go wrong? Human error — read, those young, uber-bright techies who design the algorithms — human error, even with the best intentions, it too often comes up short with some "interesting" unintended consequences. Do I have to prove the fact of the ecological disaster we're making on this planet? 

If we can expect that even under the best circumstances, think about how using such information power could serve evil and criminal purposes. Just look at all the Internet scamming going on now. More of that, and way smarter to boot.

Let's draw it out into a possible [probable?] set of circumstances ...

Okay. So AI has the ability to know everything there is to know about you and me. Add to that the ability to sort all us you's and me's into categories. Which categories? You tell me. How about the category of people who will drive an hour for a Pizza, but won't stand in line for even 5 minutes. Who also, like to mix plaids in their wardrobe, prefer thong underwear, and have pronouns that can't even be spelled in the English alphabet. We're here, believe it. Get used to it!

It would be a craven marketers wet dream. "Have I got just what you've been looking for! ... In 4 easy payments!"

Or, our fearless leaders. Wouldn't they like to know what we're all about. The message could be tailored to ring all our right chimes. Do you even think now that the advertising your seeing on TV is the same as I'm seeing. It's called audience targeting. But, with AI, a whole hell of a lot more precise. 

And, heck, since our betters know all about us, and what makes us tick, what's say we tailor the rhetoric to push just the right buttons to get the hoi polloi to think what we want them to think.

With AI this is possible. I am, however, counting on the good heart of every damn living person to prevail. But, mass slavery has happening in history. Only, now, no need for whips and chains. I'm for a good heart. I'm not for having it tested by Big Brother.

That devil is dancing ... "PRAY"

PS There was a time when pay telephones were dotted everywhere in New York City. And, on every last one of them ... "PRAY", "WORSHIP", "REPENT" thinly scratched on the shiny bright metal plate. 

Seemed like an overzealous crazy person to me at the time. Now, way not so much crazy. Now, good advice. Real good.


Thursday, August 31, 2023

Dearest Albert ...



from Albert Einstein ... 

“I didn't arrive at my understanding of the fundamental laws of the universe through my rational mind.”

“Concerning matter, we have been all wrong. What we have called matter is energy, whose vibration has been so lowered as to be perceptible to the senses. Matter is spirit reduced to point of visibility. There is no matter.”
"Time and space are not conditions in which we live, but modes by which we think."

"Physical concepts are free creations of the human mind, and are not, however it may seem, determined by the external world."

“Time does not exist – we invented it. Time is what the clock says. The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”
“I think 99 times and find nothing. I stop thinking, swim in silence, and the truth comes to me."

"The intellect has little to do on the road to discovery. There comes a leap in consciousness, call it intuition or what you will, the solution comes to you and you don’t know how or why.”

"A human being experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."

"Our separation from each other is an optical illusion."

“When something vibrates, the electrons of the entire universe resonate with it. Everything is connected. The greatest tragedy of human existence is the illusion of separateness.”

“Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.”

“We are souls dressed up in sacred biochemical garments and our bodies are the instruments through which our souls play their music.”

“When you examine the lives of the most influential people who have ever walked among us, you discover one thread that winds through them all. They have been aligned first with their spiritual nature and only then with their physical selves.”

“The true value of a human being can be found in the degree to which he has attained liberation from the self.”

“The ancients knew something, which we seem to have forgotten.”

“The more I learn of physics, the more I am drawn to metaphysics.”

“One thing I have learned in a long life: that all our science, measured against reality, is primitive and childlike. We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us. It is entirely possible that behind the perception of our senses, worlds are hidden of which we are unaware.”
“I’m not an atheist. The problem involved is too vast for our limited minds. We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library filled with books in many languages. The child knows someone must have written those books.”

"The common idea that I am an atheist is based on a big mistake. Anyone who interprets my scientific theories this way, did not understand them."

"Everything is determined, every beginning and ending, by forces over which we have no control. It is determined for the insect, as well as for the star. Human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust, we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an invisible piper."

“The religion of the future will be a cosmic religion. It will transcend a personal God and avoid dogma and theology.”

“Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed from one form to another.”

“Everything is energy and that is all there is to it. Match the frequency of the reality you want and you can not help but get that reality. It can be no other way. This is not philosophy. This is physics.”

"I am happy because I want nothing from anyone. I do not care about money. Decorations, titles or distinctions mean nothing to me. I do not crave praise. I claim credit for nothing. A happy man is too satisfied with the present to dwell too much on the future."


Saturday, August 19, 2023

AI ... The New Tower of Babel


AI. [BTW the logarithm is reading this.]

For my money AI is born out of the notion that information is good, more information is better. And, all the information is the best.

That's the devil's bargain. Just have all the facts, and have them lined up just right, and you're livin' the life of Riley. Utopia! 

Interesting to think, if you pull the plug AI is kaput. And, besides, does it all just boil down to having all the right words, arranged is all the right ways? I say ... no.

We once went to a supermarket when the computers were down. Everyone at the check outs were standing there, silent. Like the world stopped. Image that, writ large, when AI gets its plug pulled. 

Like everything science and technology have created, AI is just a thing. But, how it's used, that's the thing. 

Thank God Kamala Harris is on top of that domain. She'll do us proud, just like when she went way down South to tackle the "root causes". Whatever happened to that noble venture? Crickets. I doubt Veep has enough self awareness to understand the why's and wherefore's of anything, let alone what's off in the human venture. You name the topic.

Like how with yet another mass shooting. Guns are the problem. Never mind that there's a whole lot more going on before any gun used for ill purposes gets into any hand. 

Who is it that said we live in a sick society, and the compounded sickness is the system(s) we've jiggered to adapt to it. 

AI is the new Tower of Babel. Lots of words. Seductively arranged to seem to be significant and true. Seem. 

Yes, I get the appeal. Like AI can compute deeper and faster. To get what? Whatever. Some good ... great! Some ... not so much. Well, we can watch out for that. Kamala!

What is true? Maybe that's the question we should be asking. But, don't be fooled by me or anyone else who's claiming to say what that is. Pols don't have your soul interest in mind. Self interest. You and me ... we're treated like pawns in the game. 

Imagine this: IA can be used to collect data. On you and me. Heck, our purchase history, our browsing history can all be collected. Analyzed to a fare thee well. Not only down to what you look at, but the granular particulars on how long we stay on something, the pattern of our browsing style. The AGORITHM then aggregates all that into a picture. Then it can group all those with similar pictures into, well, groups. Predictable groups. Groups that can be manipulated. Oh, it gets better. Ones out to manipulate can learn just the right way to reach any particular bunching of us. Our blind spots particularly are vulnerable to being exploited. 

AI. It's here. Get used to it. It's queer. Even better. We would rather it be that way, nowadays. LGTPBQXYZ+ dig aside, that it's queer [in this usage, meaning "artificial"] is the seed of its own demise. No support for all its weight.

Ozymandias would agree.