Memories

Back in 1966/67 I was in my senior year in high school and in America Percy Sledge recorded "When a Man Loves a Woman." Future looked bright and the present was wonderful. We, the highschoolers, had regular house parties, the popular "žurke" where we danced with our special person, feeling our ways through the hormone driven instincts, having memorable moments.

One such moment was when I danced to the beautiful "When a Man Loves a Woman" with Marija G. - she was the object of my adoration. I will never forget the feeling of Percy Sledge's voice making it a very special dance for me and so forever connecting Marija and me.

Now Percy is dead, R.I.P., and I wander whatever happened to you, Marija. I hope you've had a wonderful life..

The best country/place in the world to live in

You hear so many times in public and in private individuals say "my country is the best one in the world to live in." How can an individual who has not lived anywhere else say such a thing? I can understand saying "I prefer to live here (or there)" for one reason or another, but "the best in the world?" What makes us want to utter such nonsense?

I believe we simply want to feel good about the choices we make.

"Good Friday"

It strikes me as an oddity that English-speaking Christians call this day, two days before Easter, "Good Friday." What is so good about it? What is so good about Christ, according to Christian teachings, being crucified on (sort of) that day? Ah, could it be that the (Christian) Church "rejoices as mankind is granted Salvation from the bondage of Satan by Christ’s death?" Or as a commoner would say "Christ died on the cross for our sins."

So, I suppose the Christians rejoice that they get to get through to a better place scot-free, regardless of how they lived, but only if they accept Christ as their Saviour, and then only if he, Christ, is tortured and dies as a result. And God did all that out of love, but that love was not unconditional. I don't know, this Christian thing has got me all confused.

How I want to be remembered.

The question of how one wants to be remembered had always seemed to me to be a frivolous one. I should not care, I could not care about that once I am dead. But, it occurred to me that those close to me, like my daughter and my partner if they lived longer than I, would likely care about how others spoke of me. If others spoke well of me, those close to me would likely feel good about it. That's worth a consideration.

Hidden dimensions?

Beginning to watch "Hidden Dimensions: Exploring Hyperspace" on YT (one of the sessions from World Science Fair) and wonder what I would look like if I could perceive myself in all those dimensions, plus, of course, the three-four dimensions that I do perceive myself in. Perhaps even to use the verb "look" is inappropriate. Actually, I should ask myself "what I am like" if I accept the proposition/theory of more than 3-4 dimensions, as it is the question of being not of "looking like."

But then, if indeed there are more than 3-4 dimensions to my being, how can I access those other dimensions of myself? Maybe I am all the time. Actually, I believe I am, but am not aware of it. Maybe that's where the consciousness comes to play.

Let's see what I can learn from, or be inspired by, this video.

"Nothing"

I  just began watching a YT clip of the discussion about "nothing" and a crazy thought occurred to me. Perhaps that nothing is simply a thing with none of the known dimensions (length, width, etc.) or which has a "zero" value for all the known-to-us dimensions. Perhaps in other dimensions, which are inaccessible to us due to the limitations of our perceptory apparatus, it is not "nothing" and is thus perceptible to creatures that can sense those other dimensions. I find this thought interesting to ponder. What do you think?

YT, Wikipedia and the rest of them Internet things

I recall times before WWW was around when users of Internet were few, when we had to know special and sometimes complicated ways (remember Telnet, FTP, Gopher) to get information we were looking for and then mostly always only text. But yet, I was so excited about its availability.

Then when I first time saw WWW in 1993, I thought to myself, yes, here is the way all of us can share information and knowledge with each other. Short time thereafter, I logged into on line radio station from Vladivostok and also one from Harare and had an exhilarating experience of being virtually in those places, hearing the same programming that folks who lived in those two respective places did including weather and traffic reports. I was almost there. Wow.

And, now YouTube, Wikipedia and the rest of them things available on Internet to all with means to access them both as consumers and producers of knowledge. I find so many interesting videos on YT, for example, that it just overwhelms me. I regularly watch videos about science, religion, and history -- those three areas fascinate me and it seems that I could sit forever and watch stuff always new. It is just fantastic how much people share on this thing.

I hope that this medium will only improve and never go away as a pseudo-free superhighway to sharing information and knowledge across the globe. Hurray for Internet!