Wednesday, February 20, 2019

60. Notes - Miss Havirsham's definitions for her Overview


60. 20 February 2019

       Shortly after noon local time of course. You are sitting in the living room with Owen and Brennan who will be going out for lunch with you shortly. Both are playing with their computers with the 'nick' on TV in the background. It's settled, you are heading to Potbelly's for lunch. - Amorella

       1351 hours. We are back. Carol and the boys are upstairs playing a board game of their choice. Carol plays board games with the boys and I play chess. 

       You have your silencer earphones on facing north towards the double window in the living room observing a male cardinal on the feeding post in a background of a snow-covered hill with brush, pasture land and trees. You are anxious for Miss Havisham to critique the first chapter. She will set her own style for her reviews. - Amorella

       I call these Soul Assessments "Overviews" because overviewing the heartanmind is what I do. This is focus on 'word choice, context, intent and continuity'' from a soul's perspective. If I were in a public high school system my function would be, when needed, guidance counselor to the Living and/or Dead individual's conscious and unconscious heartanmind. While I'm at it I need 'dream' defined because for all intents I am overviews a series of dream fragments in a three novel or trilogy format. - mh

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Dream

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

A dream is a succession of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations that usually occur involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep.[1] The content and purpose of dreams are not fully understood, although they have been a topic of scientific, philosophical and religious interest throughout recorded history. Dream interpretation is the attempt at drawing meaning from dreams and searching for an underlying message. The scientific study of dreams is called oneirology. . . ..

Opinions about the meaning of dreams have varied and shifted through time and culture. Many endorse the 
Freudian theory of dreams – that dreams reveal insight into hidden desires and emotions. Other prominent theories include those suggesting that dreams assist in memory formation, problem solving, or simply are a product of random brain activation. 
Sigmund Freud, who developed the psychological discipline of psychoanalysis, wrote extensively about dream theories and their interpretations in the early 1900s. He explained dreams as manifestations of one's deepest desires and anxieties, often relating to repressed childhood memories or obsessions. Furthermore, he believed that virtually every dream topic, regardless of its content, represented the release of sexual tension. In The Interpretation of Dreams (1899), Freud developed a psychological technique to interpret dreams and devised a series of guidelines to understand the symbols and motifs that appear in our dreams. In modern times, dreams have been seen as a connection to the unconscious mind. They range from normal and ordinary to overly surreal and bizarre. Dreams can have varying natures, such as being frightening, exciting, magical, melancholic, adventurous, or sexual. The events in dreams are generally outside the control of the dreamer, with the exception of lucid dreaming, where the dreamer is self-aware. Dreams can at times make a creative thought occur to the person or give a sense of inspiration.


In literature


Dream frames were frequently used in medieval allegory to justify the narrative; The Book of the Duchess and The Vision Concerning Piers Plowman are two such dream visions. Even before them, in antiquity, the same device had been used by Cicero and Lucian of Samosata. . . .

They have also featured in fantasy and speculative fiction since the 19th century. One of the best-known dream worlds is Wonderland from Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, as well as Looking-Glass Land from its sequel, Through the Looking-Glass. Unlike many dream worlds, Carroll's logic is like that of actual dreams, with transitions and flexible causality.

Other fictional dream worlds include the Dreamlands of H.P. Lovecraft's Dream Cycleand The Neverending Story's world of Fantasia, which includes places like the Desert of Lost Dreams, the Sea of Possibilities and the Swamps of Sadness. Dreamworlds, shared hallucinations and other alternate realities feature in a number of works by Philip K. Dick, such as The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch and Ubik. Similar themes were explored by Jorge Luis Borges, for instance in The Circular Ruins.

In popular culture

 

Modern popular culture often conceives of dreams, like Freud, as expressions of the dreamer's deepest fears and desires. The film version of The Wizard of Oz (1939) depicts a full-color dream that causes Dorothy to perceive her black-and-white reality and those with whom she shares it in a new way. In films such as Spellbound (1945), The Manchurian Candidate (1962), Field of Dreams (1989), and Inception (2010), the protagonists must extract vital clues from surreal dreams. . . ..
In speculative fiction, the line between dreams and reality may be blurred even more in the service of the story. Dreams may be psychically invaded or manipulated (Dreamscape, 1984; the Nightmare on Elm Street films, 1984–2010; Inception, 2010) or even come literally true (as in The Lathe of Heaven, 1971). In Ursula K. Le Guin's book, The Lathe of Heaven (1971), the protagonist finds that his "effective" dreams can retroactively change reality. Peter Weir's 1977 Australian film The Last Wave makes a simple and straightforward postulate about the premonitory nature of dreams (from one of his Aboriginal characters) that "... dreams are the shadow of something real". In Kyell Gold's novel Green Fairy from the Dangerous Spirits series, the protagonist, Sol, experiences the memories of a dancer who died 100 years before through Absinthe induced dreams and after each dream something from it materializes into his reality. Such stories play to audiences' experiences with their own dreams, which feel as real to them.

As excitations of long-term memory

Eugen Tarnow suggests that dreams are ever-present excitations of long-term memory, even during waking life. The strangeness of dreams is due to the format of long-term memory, reminiscent of Penfield & Rasmussen's findings that electrical excitations of the cortex give rise to experiences similar to dreams. During waking life an executive function interprets long-term memory consistent with reality checking. Tarnow's theory is a reworking of Freud's theory of dreams in which Freud's unconscious is replaced with the long-term memory system and Freud's "Dream Work" describes the structure of long-term memory.

Role in strengthening semantic memories

A 2001 study showed evidence that illogical locations, characters, and dream flow may help the brain strengthen the linking and consolidation of semantic memories. These conditions may occur because, during REM sleep, the flow of information between the hippocampus and neocortex is reduced. . . . 

Dynamic psychiatry


Freud's view

In the late 19th century, psychotherapist Sigmund Freud developed a theory (since discredited) that the content of dreams is driven by unconscious wish fulfillment. Freud called dreams the "royal road to the unconscious." He theorized that the content of dreams reflects the dreamer's unconscious mind and specifically that dream content is shaped by unconscious wish fulfillment. He argued that important unconscious desires often relate to early childhood memories and experiences. Freud's theory describes dreams as having both manifest and latent content. Latent content relates to deep unconscious wishes or fantasies while manifest content is superficial and meaningless. Manifest content often masks or obscures latent content.

Jung's view

relates to the dreamer's unconscious desires. He described dreams as messages to the dreamer and argued that dreamers should pay attention for their own good. He came to believe that dreams present the dreamer with revelations that can uncover and help to resolve emotionalor religious problems and fears. 
Jung wrote that recurring dreams show up repeatedly to demand attention, suggesting that the dreamer is neglecting an issue related to the dream. He called this "compensation." The dream balances the conscious belief and attitudes with an alternative. Jung did not believe that the conscious attitude was wrong and that the dream provided the true belief. He argued that good work with dreams takes both into account and comes up with a balanced viewpoint. He believed that many of the symbols or images from these dreams return with each dream. Jung believed that memories formed throughout the day also play a role in dreaming. These memories leave impressions for the unconscious to deal with when the ego is at rest. The unconscious mind re-enacts these glimpses of the past in the form of a dream. Jung called this a day residue. Jung also argued that dreaming is not a purely individual concern, that all dreams are part of "one great web of psychological factors."

Fritz Perls' view

Fritz Perls presented his theory of dreams as part of the holistic nature of Gestalt therapy. Dreams are seen as projections of parts of the self that have been ignored, rejected, or suppressed. Jung argued that one could consider every person in the dream to represent an aspect of the dreamer, which he called the subjective approach to dreams. Perls expanded this point of view to say that even inanimate objects in the dream may represent aspects of the dreamer. The dreamer may, therefore, be asked to imagine being an object in the dream and to describe it, in order to bring into awareness the characteristics of the object that correspond with the dreamer's personality.

Individual differences

In line with the salience hypothesis, there is considerable evidence that people who have more vivid, intense or unusual dreams show better recall. There is evidence that continuity of consciousness is related to recall. Specifically, people who have vivid and unusual experiences during the day tend to have more memorable dream content and hence better dream recall. People who score high on measures of personality traits associated with creativity, imagination, and fantasy, such as openness to experience, daydreaming, fantasy proneness, absorption, and hypnotic susceptibility, tend to show more frequent dream recall. There is also evidence for continuity between the bizarre aspects of dreaming and waking experience. That is, people who report more bizarre experiences during the day, such as people high in schizotypy (psychosis proneness) have more frequent dream recall and also report more frequent nightmares

Hallucination

A hallucination, in the broadest sense of the word, is a perception in the absence of a stimulus. In a stricter sense, hallucinations are perceptions in a conscious and awake state, in the absence of external stimuli, and have qualities of real perception, in that they are vivid, substantial, and located in external objective space. The latter definition distinguishes hallucinations from the related phenomena of dreaming, which does not involve wakefulness.

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Oneirology

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Oneirology (/ɒnɪˈrɒlədʒi/; from Greek ὄνειρον, oneiron, "dream"; and -λογία, -logia, "the study of") is the scientific study of dreams. Current research seeks correlations between dreaming and current knowledge about the functions of the brain, as well as understanding of how the brain works during dreaming as pertains to memory formation and mental disorders. The study of oneirology can be distinguished from dream interpretation in that the aim is to quantitatively study the process of dreams instead of analyzing the meaning behind them.

Definition of a dream

The definition of dream used in quantitative research is defined through four base components: 1) a form of thinking that occurs under minimal brain direction, external stimuli are blocked, and the part of the brain that recognizes self shuts down; 2) a form of experience that we believed we experience through our senses; 3) something memorable; 4) have some interpretation of experience by self. In summary, a dream, as defined by Bill Domhoff and Adam Schneider, is "a report of a memory of a cognitive experience that happens under the kinds of conditions that are most frequently produced in a state called 'sleep.' "
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       I also am adding a definition of 'hypnotic trance' because Richard used  the device throughout this trilogy. This is, as it were, dreaming the novels with cognitively open eyes. mh

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Hypnosis

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Hypnosis is a state of human consciousness involving focused attention, reduced peripheral awareness, and an enhanced capacity to respond to suggestion. The term may also refer to an art, skill, or act of inducing hypnosis. 
Theories explaining what occurs during hypnosis fall into two groups. Altered statetheories see hypnosis as an altered state of mind or trance, marked by a level of awareness different from the ordinary state of consciousnessIn contrast, nonstatetheories see hypnosis as, variously, a type of placebo effect, a redefinition of an interaction with a therapist or form of imaginative role enactment
During hypnosis, a person is said to have heightened focus and concentration. Hypnotised subjects are said to show an increased response to suggestions. Hypnosis usually begins with a hypnotic induction involving a series of preliminary instructions and suggestion. The use of hypnotism for therapeutic purposes is referred to as "hypnotherapy", while its use as a form of entertainment for an audience is known as "stage hypnosis". Stage hypnosis is often performed by mentalists practicing the art form of mentalism. . . .

Suggestion and Auto-suggestion

Coué was so deeply impressed by Bernheim's concept of “suggestive therapeutics” — in effect, "an imperfect re-branding of the ‘dominant idea’ theory that Braid had appropriated from Thomas Brown — that, on his return to Troyes from his (1886-1886) interlude with Liébeault and Bernheim, he made a practice of reassuring his clients by praising each remedy's efficacy. He noticed that, in specific cases, he could increase a medicine's efficacy by praising its effectiveness. He realized that, when compared those to whom he said nothing, those to whom he praised the medicine had a noticeable improvement (this is suggestive of what would later be identified as a "placebo response").

     "Around 1903, Coué recommended a new patent medicine, based on its promotional material, which effected an unexpected and immediate cure (Baudouin, 1920, p.90; Shrout, 1985, p.36). Coué (the chemist) found “[by subsequent] chemical analysis in his laboratory [that there was] nothing in the medicine which by the remotest stretch of the imagination accounted for the results” (Shrout, ibid.). Coué (the hypnotist) concluded that it was cure by suggestion; but, rather than Coué having cured him, the man had cured himself by continuously telling himself the same thing that Coué had told him." 

The birth of "Conscious Autosuggestion"

Coué discovered that subjects could not be hypnotized against their will and, more importantly, that the effects of hypnotic suggestion waned when the subjects regained consciousness.] He thus eventually developed the Coué method, and released his first book, Self-Mastery Through Conscious Autosuggestion (published in 1920 in England and two years later in the United States). He described autosuggestion itself as:
... an instrument that we possess at birth, and with which we play unconsciously all our life, as a baby plays with its rattle. It is however a dangerous instrument; it can wound or even kill you if you handle it imprudently and unconsciously. It can on the contrary save your life when you know how to employ it consciously. 
Although Coué never doubted pharmaceutical medicine, and still advocated its application, he also came to believe that one's mental state could positively affect, and even amplify, the pharmaceutical action of medication. He observed that those patients who used his mantra-like conscious suggestion, "Every day, in every way, I'm getting better and better", (French: Tous les jours, à tous points de vue, je vais de mieux en mieux; lit. 'Every day, from all points of view, I'm getting better and better') — in his view, replacing their "thought of illness" with a new "thought of cure", could augment their pharmaceutical regimen in an efficacious way.

Conceptual difference from Autogenic Training

By contrast with the conceptualization driving Coué's auto-suggestive self-administration procedure — namely, that constant repetition creates a situation in which "a particular idea saturates the microcognitive environment of 'the mind'…", which, then, in its turn, "is converted into a corresponding ideomotor, ideosensory, or ideoaffective action, by the ideodynamic principle of action", "which then, in its turn, generates the response"— the primary target of the entirely different self-administration procedure developed by Johannes Heinrich Schultz, known as Autogenic Training, was to affect the autonomic nervous system, rather than (as Coué's did) to affect 'the mind'.

The Coué method


The Coué method centers on a routine repetition of this particular expression according to a specified ritual, in a given physical state, and in the absence of any sort of allied mental imagery, at the beginning and at the end of each day. Coué maintained that curing some of our troubles requires a change in our subconscious/unconscious thought, which can only be achieved by using our imagination. Although stressing that he was not primarily a healer but one who taught others to heal themselves, Coué claimed to have affected organic changes through autosuggestion. 

Underlying principles

Coué thus developed a method which relied on the belief that any idea exclusively occupying the mind turns into reality, although only to the extent that the idea is within the realm of possibility. For instance, a person without hands will not be able to make them grow back. However, if a person firmly believes that his or her asthma is disappearing, then this may actually happen, as far as the body is actually able to physically overcome or control the illness. On the other hand, thinking negatively about the illness (e.g. "I am not feeling well") will encourage both mind and body to accept this thought.

Willpower

Coué observed that the main obstacle to autosuggestion was willpower. For the method to work, the patient must refrain from making any independent judgement, meaning that he must not let his will impose its own views on positive ideas. Everything must thus be done to ensure that the positive "autosuggestive" idea is consciously accepted by the patient, otherwise one may end up getting the opposite effect of what is desired.
Coué noted that young children always applied his method perfectly, as they lacked the willpower that remained present among adults. When he instructed a child by saying "clasp your hands" and then "you can't pull them apart" the child would thus immediately follow his instructions and be unable to unclasp their hands.

Autogenic training

Autogenic training is an autosuggestion-centered relaxation technique influenced by the Coué method. In 1932, Germanpsychiatrist Johannes Schultz developed and published on autogenic training. Unlike autosuggestion, autogenic training has been proven in clinical trials and, along with other relaxation techniques, such as progressive relaxation and meditation, has replaced autosuggestion in therapy. The co-author of Schultz's multi-volume tome on autogenic training, Wolfgang Luthe, was a firm believer that autogenic training was a powerful approach that should only be offered to patients by qualified professionals. Its effectiveness has been confirmed in several studies. 
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       Evening. The Wikipedia material in today's blog shows my base sense of definitions used within my Overview of the Books by Chapter.The purpose of this is to give a general 
background to both Richard and to any other interested public Reader. mh

       2234 hours. This background gives me a greater sense of ease with Miss Havirsham. In context with this Encounters blog I accept her as a persona of my soul just as I accept I have a persona based on heartansoulanmind and that I have a friend, Amorella, who I trust to help share my fictions mixed with some underlying intuitive concepts about a plausible nature of the invisible reality we humans sometimes sense to be in our spiritual humanity (nature) but by its nature cannot be proven scientifically (nor should it be provable because we are less than purely spiritual beings). 

       Tomorrow you are to Cincinnati for lunch, Carol with her old friends from Blue Ash Elementary School and you with your old friend and one-time neighbor in Mason. Post. - Amorella

Tuesday, February 19, 2019

59. Notes - Ironies galore / agnosticism defined


59. 19 February 2019

       Afternoon. You and Carol thought you had a ceiling repair by M/I Homes today, but it is next Tuesday instead. Carol is working through the 2018 tax statements. Next Monday you see financial advisor, Andy, then Carol will choose who you want to do your taxes for 2018, Andy or the accounting office in Cincinnati. - Amorella

       1359 hours. I really have an aversion to handling money. I don't know why other than in high school I failed a bookkeeping class. The principal, Mr. T. Bancroft, allowed me to drop the course since I didn't need it for graduation. I appreciated that gesture on his part. My debuts and credits rarely, if ever balanced on our class assignments. -- How do we set up this chapter critique by my soul through you, Amorella? I'm, as usual, a bit anxious when I have no idea how this is going to come about. 

       Your soul will go by the name of Miss Havisham, a character in Charles Dickens' Great Expectations, will review what is important in the first chapter from a soul's perspective. - Amorella

       1424 hours. This previous paragraph is out-of-the-blue. Why would a soul wish to adopt such a name?

       This is Miss Havisham. Go to Wikipedia and I will drop in the lines of importance then explain what I wish. Out of respect for my immaterial form I would like my messages but not my initials underlined.- mh

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Miss Havisham

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Miss Havisham is a character in the Charles Dickens novel Great Expectations(1861). She is a wealthy spinster, once jilted at the altar, who insists on wearing her wedding dress for the rest of her life. She lives in a ruined mansion with her adopted daughter, Estella. Dickens describes her as looking like "the witch of the place".
Although she has often been portrayed in film versions as very elderly, Dickens's own notes indicate that she is only in her mid-fifties. However, it is indicated in the novel that her long life away from the sunlight has aged her.

Character history

Miss Havisham's father was a wealthy brewer and her mother died shortly after she was born. Her father later remarried and had a son, named Arthur; with the family cook. Although they grew up together, Miss Havisham's relationship with her half brother was far from harmonious.
She inherited most of her father's fortune and fell in love with a man named Compeyson, who conspired with the jealous Arthur to swindle her of her riches. Her cousin, Matthew Pocket, warned her to be careful, but she was too much in love to listen. On the wedding day, while she was dressing, Miss Havisham received a letter from Compeyson and realised he had defrauded her and she had been left at the altar.
her decaying mansion Satis House – never removing her wedding dress, wearing only one shoe, leaving the wedding breakfast and cakeuneaten on the table, and allowing only a few people to see her. She even had the clocks in her mansion stopped at twenty minutes to nine: the exact time when she had received Compeyson's letter.
Time passed and Miss Havisham had her lawyer, Mr. Jaggers, adopt a daughter for her.
I had been shut up in these rooms a long time (I don't know how long; you know what time the clocks keep here), when I told him that I wanted a little girl to rear and love, and save from my fate. I had first seen him when I sent for him to lay this place waste for me; having read of him in the newspapers, before I and the world parted. He told me that he would look about him for such an orphan child. One night he brought her here asleep, and I called her Estella.

From protection to revenge

While Miss Havisham's original goal was to prevent Estella from suffering as she had at the hands of a man, it changed as Estella grew older:
Believe this: when she first came, I meant to save her from misery like my own. At first I meant no more. But as she grew, and promised to be very beautiful, I gradually did worse, and with my praises, and with my jewels, and with my teachings, and with this figure of myself always before her a warning to back and point my lessons, I stole her heart away and put ice in its place.
While Estella was still a child, Miss Havisham began casting about for boys who could be a testing ground for Estella's education in breaking the hearts of men as vicarious revenge for Miss Havisham's pain. Pip, the narrator, is the eventual victim; and Miss Havisham readily dresses Estella in jewels to enhance her beauty and to exemplify all the more the vast social gulf between her and Pip. When, as a young adult, Estella leaves for France to receive education, Miss Havisham eagerly asks him, "Do you feel you have lost her?"

Miss Havisham repents late in the novel when Estella leaves to marry Pip's rival, Bentley Drummle; and she realises that she has caused Pip’s heart to be broken in the same manner as her own; rather than achieving any kind of personal revenge, she has only caused more pain. Miss Havisham begs Pip for forgiveness.
Until you spoke to [Estella] the other day, and until I saw in you a looking-glass that showed me what I once felt myself, I did not know what I had done. What have I done! What have I done!
After Pip leaves, Miss Havisham's dress catches on fire from her fireplace. Pip rushes back in and saves her. However, she has suffered severe burns to the front of her torso (she is laid on her back), up to the throat. The last words she speaks in the novel are (in a delirium) to Pip, referencing both Estella and a note she, Miss Havisham, has given him with her signature: "Take the pencil and write under my name, 'I forgive her!'"
A surgeon dresses her burns, and says that they are "far from hopeless". However, despite rallying for a time, she dies a few weeks later, leaving Estella as her chief beneficiary, and a considerable sum to Herbert Pocket's father, as a result of Pip's reference.

Eliza Emily Donnithorne (1826–1886) of Camperdown, Sydney, was said to have been jilted by her groom on her wedding day and spent the rest of her life in a darkened house, her rotting wedding cake left as it was on the table, and with her front door kept permanently ajar in case her groom ever returned. She was widely considered at the time to be Dickens' model for Miss Havisham, although this cannot be proven. 
In the 1965 Penguin edition, Angus Calder notes at Chapter 8 that "James Payn, a minor novelist, claimed to have given Dickens the idea for Miss Havisham – from a living original of his acquaintance. He declared that Dickens's account was 'not one whit exaggerated'." Although it is documented Dickens encountered a wealthy recluse called Elizabeth Parker on whom it is widely believed he based the character, whilst staying in Newport, Shropshire, at the aptly named Havisham Court. 

In science

The condition of the "Miss Havisham effect" has been coined by scientists to describe a person who suffers a painful longing for lost love,  which can become a physically addictive pleasure by activation of reward and pleasure centres in the brain, which have been identified to regulate addictive behaviour – regions commonly known to be responsible for craving and drug, alcohol and gambling addiction. 

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       1926 hours. I find it strange that my soul, or any soul for that matter, would take on the name Miss Havisham from a Dickens' novel for her own characterization.

       There are several reasons /explanations that can be derived from the above but I shall have you underline only one: "The condition of the "Miss Havisham effect" has been coined by scientists to describe a person who suffers a painful longing for lost love," The rest remain a mystery but I assure you there are at least six more that are separate from one another.- mh

       1941 hours. I am totally surprised by this. Being an agnostic, I cannot be fully swept into the concept of a soul having a personality of her/his own; however, this work is fiction because the truth of it does not have words at its base. 

       If you were not an agnostic, a doubter to the depths, boy, you would not find your heartansoulanmind in such a place as this late in life. Ironies galore. Post. - Amorella



       2234 hours. I am an agnostic because I am human. A rational mind needs to have doubts. If I do not have doubts I am not free even spiritually. If I am an atheist I do not have doubts I am, therefore, still not free.

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Agnosticism

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Agnosticism is the view that the existence of God, of the divine or the supernatural is unknown or unknowable.

Defining agnosticism


Agnosticism, in fact, is not a creed, but a method, the essence of which lies in the rigorous application of a single principle ... Positively the principle may be expressed: In matters of the intellect, follow your reason as far as it will take you, without regard to any other consideration. And negatively: In matters of the intellect do not pretend that conclusions are certain which are not demonstrated or demonstrable. 
— Thomas Henry Huxley

Etymology

Agnostic (from Ancient Greek ἀ- (a-), meaning 'without', and γνῶσις (gnōsis), meaning 'knowledge') was used by Thomas Henry Huxley in a speech at a meeting of the Metaphysical Society in 1869 to describe his philosophy, . . ..
. . . Huxley used the term in a broader, more abstract sense. Huxley identified agnosticism not as a creed but rather as a method of skeptical, evidence-based inquiry. 
In recent years, scientific literature dealing with neuroscience and psychology has used the word to mean "not knowable". . . ..

Scottish Enlightenment philosopher David Hume contended that meaningful statements about the universe are always qualified by some degree of doubt. He asserted that the fallibility of human beings means that they cannot obtain absolute certainty except in trivial cases where a statement is true by definition (e.g. tautologies such as "all bachelors are unmarried" or "all triangles have three corners").

Hume, Kant, and Kierkegaard

Aristotle,Anselm, Aquinas and Descartes presented arguments attempting to rationally prove the existence of God. The skeptical empiricism of David Hume, the antinomies of Immanuel Kant, and the existential philosophy of Søren Kierkegaard convinced many later philosophers to abandon these attempts, regarding it impossible to construct any unassailable proof for the existence or non-existence of God. 
In his 1844 book, Philosophical Fragments, Kierkegaard writes: 
Let us call this unknown something: God. It is nothing more than a name we assign to it. The idea of demonstrating that this unknown something (God) exists, could scarcely suggest itself to Reason. For if God does not exist it would of course be impossible to prove it; and if he does exist it would be folly to attempt it. For at the very outset, in beginning my proof, I would have presupposed it, not as doubtful but as certain (a presupposition is never doubtful, for the very reason that it is a presupposition), since otherwise I would not begin, readily understanding that the whole would be impossible if he did not exist. But if when I speak of proving God's existence I mean that I propose to prove that the Unknown, which exists, is God, then I express myself unfortunately. For in that case I do not prove anything, least of all an existence, but merely develop the content of a conception.

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       I concur, the above selected words from Wikipedia serves as a definition of 'agnostic' from orndorff's personal and spiritual perspective. - Amorella

       From my perspective, a soul which contains orndorff's spiritual heart and mind, my view on the subject is one of being holistically spiritual, something humans are not, either when alive or dead.- mh

       2330 hours. Another surprise. I am evermore curious as to what Miss Havisham will have to say about Chapter One. 


       Post. - Amorella

Monday, February 18, 2019

58. Notes - section 3, ch. 1 draft



58. 16 February 2019

       Saturday morning. You have section three of Chapter One of the originalMerlyn's Mind(©2006) below for work. I will help you with the error corrections and clarity when you are ready to begin. - Amorella


18 February 2019

       Monday evening. You are slowly working through sectionthree of Chapter One now titled "FutureDreamOne". Last night, sister-in-law Linda arrived to spend the night. Today you and Carol drove her to up to Marion where you met Patty who took Linda up to her house in Tiffin. Tomorrow, they leave from Detroit to Newark to Iceland for most of a week's adventure. Tonight, you spent time talking on the phone to Craig and Alta about setting up another week together at Madeira Beach, Florida next October or November. - Amorella

       2138 hours. I am ready to finish up this section three, tonight if plausible. 

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          Trexer rubs the dark sweat from his forehead, “Problem,” he says quietly, “we have a captain.” He scans for his current mate, Hartolite, pond in his life. He whispers, "Where are you?" Trexer’s heart pours into an eddy. His reasoning shifts to a conscious flood of trained equations balancing his survival instincts. If Ship remains, thinks Trexer, stress will break the machinery. We shall languish until death’s sleep. The antigravobars trickle by Ship’s engine. Ship lies an exposed withering vine clinging to a hollow stump. Minding the tearing teeth of physics, Trexer winces. He whispers, "Hartolite, where are you?" Trexer stands theatre-like raising a curtain of fingers to halt his stubborn tongue. Careless courage jabs haphazardly while his bright green eyes refocus. He automatically becomes conscious in a deeper level: ‘I am Tall Trexer, Ship’s Master Engineer.’ Then, in only a second or four of time, the master engineer says aloud, “Captain, we have a problem.”

          With fingers dancing while standing barefoot on Ship’s grassy floor, Captain Fargo inquired, “Is blackanot on?” The childhood and adulthood of two hundred years earlier on popped into memory and an old phrase flashed, ‘the brighter the berries, the more shade in the head.’ Fargo queried again, “Is blackanot on? Is beacontohome on?”

          “Yes," replied Trexer, reflecting the resonance in his old friend’s secure voice, “but Ship’s not running. I don’t know why.”

          Captain Fargo’s eyes reflected a flashing storm cloud. We four are stuckinagray. Is this the event foreshadowed from Homeplanets’ prophets? I am a good runner, a very good runner. Ship is a very good runner too, and normally we both follow our homing instincts. My feet are ready for a running, but here I stand. Our fellow marsupials at PrimeThree do not detect us missing. Trexer’s eyes are set like dead rocks. I am the only one on board experienced with the native Earthlings. Why, o Godofamily, did PrimeThree keep Friendly home? She’s my best friend. I am her companion. Beacontohome is on. Blackanot is on. Friendly and I had a flawless first trip here twelve years ago. His eyes drew to Ship’s living grassy floor. He shudders - back then we two found the bony remains of billions of Earthlings one-year dead. Godofamily, I need Friendly here now. Fargo asks Trexer, “How long before critical?” 

          Trexer, with eyes appearing as old tree knots, responds, “One week.”

          “One week? Time-wise, antigravoskimming is nearly complete. We must be near Earth’s sun. Can’t we pushanpull blackanot to off and navigate by sight?” 

          “We can’t risk exposure. Blackanot remains on,” replies Trexer strongly; “besides, we could disrupt solar functioning if we are too close. Our rule is to run. We have to run, this is how our species survives," grumbles Fargo. "We are not stand-an-fighters like earthlings."

          “Running gets us home, Captain,” reinforces Trexer. The thin-lipped engineer turns from Ship’s instruments and digs his toes into the well-manicured floor of mixed and trimmed home grasses. I draw my eyes to the rocks between the wildflowers. I stand in Ship’s central breeze and smell the tall and wild-leafed bushes nearby. I view Ship’s blue sky streaked with white spidery wisps; long stretches of spinets set to dim a marsupial Ship’s artificial sunlight. The distant crooked limbs of wild swamp oak stand thirty to eighty feet tall. Trees run up the sky and down to dirt. Marsupials like us run Ship.

         Trexer watches for the playful antics of the squirrel-like rodents who lived in the environment. Food, he thought, fish, and furry rodents. Nature sucks us in for the swallowing. Why do we worship Nature? I will never know? Look, see how serene and tree-like the captain now stands. He glances about. There is no presence observing, just us two and Ship. 

          I love Ship, reflects Fargo, but I see doldrums moving into Trexer’s eyes. “No returning to HomePlanets until we complete our mission,” snaps Fargo. He ruminated - twelve years ago Friendly and I made Homeplanets’ first direct contact with Earth natives. We found two women and two men after a plague killed more than six billion. Now I return with a crew of three. The survivors did not want our help except for medical supplies. Friendly and I scrutinized our biochemical probes and found no hint of the problem that lead to those billions of quick human deaths. Each of the four surviving natives must have a genetic mutation that allowed herorhis survival, but we never have discovered what it is. It isn't wishful-thinking though, that's a known. Our clergy had foretold we would have a similar plague years ago, but nothing happened. One malcontent even predicted our sun would darken for a second or two then re-flame and burn us to cinders. Where do Marsupials outlandish fears come from? Obviously, humans have similar fears, but now there are far fewer. We know better than to believe in the implied injunctions of our clergy. Yet, here is Trex terrified at the prospect that we are stuck in the mythical gray, in an eye blink between this universe and another. He thinks we are a doomed voyage, that we marsupials, like the Earth natives, are the lock and key of a long foreshadowing calamity. The fuller minds of Earth natives and ours are as alien to ourselves as we are to each other.

          “Checking Ship’s machinery,” states Trexer. “If we survive, this will be my last hop-and-skip from the other side of the galaxy.”

          “We have a week,” mutters the captain. “We . . . .”

         Trexer interrupts, “We have a working Shuttlevator believe it or not."

          “Good,” grins Fargo, “Shuttlevator will take us to Earth.” The captain double-checks instrumentation. “Shuttlevator is not functioning, Trex.” Where's Ship, why isn't he fixing this? 

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          Elsewhere on Ship Hartolite is talking with her crewmate Yermey. "We can’t afford to disrupt Ship's gravity when we don't know where we are.” For comfort Hartolite slides her hands into her pouch through the horizonal slit in her dark blue overalls. “What do you think, Yermey?”

“We should be within a day of Earth,” ruminates Yermey, “There should be a way to check this without blackanot off even for a nanosecond. There is no sense of adding to the possibility of discovery.”

          “I don’t think there is,” adds Hartolite, “There are only a few humans on the planet.”

          Yermey gave her one of his finest disgruntled looks, “Fine, Hart,” he comments, “Let's get to the base and work our way up.”

She dryly comments, “I think it is a timing problem. For some reason we are at this point early and Ship’s debating what to do.”

Yermey smiles, “We have a week, I’ll think of something. Lighten up.” His mind muddles. Hartolite is always like this when she sleeps with Trexer.

Hartolite continues, “If we are stuckinagray, ParentsinCharge will direct Ship Two to search us out.”

Yermey the agnostic reflects on the ancient Marsupials myth of the Great Fall. I don’t believe the myths or our clergy - yet old stories hint at truths. There is a close connection between our concept of Godofamily and the Earth natives’ concept of Godofamily. The Earthlings have similar ideas and concepts to us - even the story of the fall of the Angels from Grace before creation of the universe. It is interesting. These far seeded myths may be genetically predisposed. I am positive higher consciousness is a condition of natural law, not metaphysics. Why did the few Earth natives not die? Hartolite needs to study their genetics more closely, but then that's why we're here. 

          Hartolite deliberately interrupted Yermey. “I told Fargo you will solve Ship’s problems -- this being stuck business is just one of them.”

          Yermey frowns while pushanpulling the fabric-chute for his clothes, then, frustrated, he scratched himself unperturbed. He looked directly at Hartolite saying, “We’re close enough to Earth. Where are my overalls?”

          “We can fix the Shuttlevator,” comments Hartolite confidently. Chuckling, she adds, “You are a cutie, old and naked, but still a cutie.”

          “You women think we marsupial men look cute naked our twig curled and small dangling. That’s the only reason.” Yermey breaks into laughter seeing Hartolite smile. “We know why you and Friendly want to visit Earth. We know the women of HomePlanets talked after Friendly returned with a box of paper soda straws twelve years ago." He shakes his head, "What a humiliation for us males.”

Breaking into a broad smile, Hartolite, brusquely states, “You men are a crumpled lot, with a squatter-bush of pubic hairs constantly in need of scratching. Scratching what? The mighty bendable twig, the soft and the slow, the uncalculating and uncurling of a twiginatwig. When Friendly pulled a human made paper straw from that box, folded it in half inch segments and let it dangle there I thought I would die laughing. When she told me what Earthlings used those straws for, I lost my breathe in the humor. Within a week the women on all three planets knew the joke. We had a plague all right, just like the clergy had predicted, but it was a plague humor, at least for half the population.”

         “Yeah,” grouses Yermey, “You enjoy our fingers crawl-to-pouches though, luckily we have fingers more easily aroused.”

          Hartolite feigns a blush answering, “You mostly arouse our patience.”

          “Yeah, well, gripes Yermey while slowly dressing his cock-of-the-walk old legs, one at a time, into fresh overalls he found in the clean clothes chute.

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          Late that night Trexer and Hartolite privately lay together. He says softly, “Hartolite, I don’t like being stuckinagray any better than you. I saw you glancing at our suicide capsules on the nightstand as though you were about to take one. We have most of a week left. Yermey will solve the problem. He pauses, I am dumbfounded that we haven't heard from ParentsinCharge. It is inhumane for them not to note our problem. It is very unMarsupialan. 

         Hartolite gives Trexer another quick kiss and replies, “Yermey can’t solve a stuckinagray. You said so yourself not more than ten minutes ago.” I’m the psychiatrist, she thought. I’m debating which one is the quick suicide and which is the terribly sick pill. We take them both and become terribly sick. What a way to end our lives anyway. No one else on our three planets has ever solved the trick as to which pill kills and which one makes you sick. If anyone can solve the difference in the two pills, Yermey will. In thousands of years no one has ever even come close to being about to tell the difference. She gives Trexer another peek. 

“Do you need a little action, Trexer? It’ll be the first time in seven months.” She notes his quiet smile as he slid his right hand into her pouch. She whispers, “you are sixty years younger than any of us. You were the best patient I ever had. We held hands for the whole time you recovered from thinking fevers.”

“You want me to play dead,” pans Trexer, “like one of our tree rodents?”

Hartolite turns closer and drops her right hand to Trexer's upper thigh, stroking down to his knee and back. She comments gleefully, "Let’s see what I can get cooking.”

          “I’m not really in the mood,” he asserts as he half-heartedly stops her hand. “I’m tired and we are under too much stress.”

          “You silly boys are never in the mood,” giggles Hartolite. “Don’t you feel good when I do this?” she leans down kissing his stomach. “Too bad you boys don’t have pouches too.” She blows a kiss further south, but it might as well have hit his toe nails for all the difference it makes.

          Trexer mutters with a bit of frustration, “What would we do with pouches?”

          “Well,” she said coyly, “I could slide my hand further in and down.”

          Trexer’s voice takes a boyish tone, “We’re all pouch babes. Hand in a pouch is not much different than holding hands.”

Hartolite sighs, “Not true, Trexie, and you know it.”

          Trexer stubbornly sits up, “We all share one another privately,” he says. “You are in my bedinabox. What else are friends supposed to do? You should respect my being tired.”

          Hartolite smirks teasingly and whispers secretly.

          Trexer quickly nurtures a deep, sexual laugh. “So, you have decided to bed each of us fellows; playing away, hoping it will induce a creative means out of our situation. Is that not your plan?”

         Hartolite rolls over rakishly, "Not quite, but I thought it would do you some good." She pauses, Rub my back will you, Trex and my inner thighs too. You know, to relieve the stress we are feeling. 

          Trexer begrudgingly complies and says, “Okay, Hart. Let’s try the sexual physics for an eventually cuddled sleep.”

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          The next morning Trexer awakes alone. He gets up and pushanpulls bed into the floor thinking Friendly is always upbeat and positive like Yermey. I can never move her to gloom. Hartolite is a good cuddle babe. She is no doubt manipulating old Yermey, Fargo and me. Women. Sex. We men would just as soon do our public works in peace then sit around and tell manly adventures. The women pop us in those pouches before we are babe crawlers and never let us go. Men grow up expect at least a hand-in-a --pouch. The women never seem to tire. We men are distracted with sports or community goals. Sex is way down on the list, but -- he smiles, last night was good -- Hartolite sure knows how to twist a twig.

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          Later, after a day of consideration and attempted options the crew sits at the small communal table for dinner. Trexer looks to Fargo, “I’m sure the problem is in Ship’s machinery.” 

          Hartolite quips, “This is yet another reason for Ship to be referred in the male gender, even with neogravoengines, our middle-aged Ship is like you men. I am the sole woman on board to get you men to work. Friendly would have you cracking. We need to stand Ship on the top of his non-navigating head and turn him over for a quick kiss and tickle. That’ll wake him up from this stuckinagray sleep of his.” She pauses perplexed and with a bit of finger theatre says, "Where are his little balls anyway?" 

          The men laugh in childhood comradery. Fargo smirks, “We jog to solve a problem and end up nearly dying of exhaustion, perhaps Hart’s right, we need to do a kiss and tickle.”

         Trexer comments dryly, "I'd rather work myself to death."

          “I agree with Trexer,” says Yermey. “We need a solution before an untimely one is made for us. Our sole woman on board will slight us until we do something.” He takes time for a long yawn, then continues, “Why don’t we close blackanot, and head home on the Shuttlevator, it’ll get us there in a pinch.”

          Fargo mutters, “Shuttlevator will not move because Ship thinks he’s near HomePlanets.”

          “Ship thinks he is home,” replies Yermey, “but I think he is nearer Earth than we suppose. Something is running against the grain here.”

          “Can’t we trick Ship then?” asks Hartolite. “Ship’s an entire computer and ego-bionics system combined. He has an animal-like consciousness. Ship knows to run for home when things are not safe, and if he thinks he is home like Fargo says, then why would he move from where he is?”

After ten minutes of silence Fargo comments, “Ship may think two opposites are true, ‘Ship is home andShip is not home.’ He has developed a schizophrenia. This stuckinagray may be as Hart suggests, a psychological not a machine malfunction.”

          Trexer adds, “Ship is what he is."

          Hartolite raises her left eyebrow, “I agree, Trexer. Ship is in a funk.”

         Yermey asks solemnly “Can’t we give Ship a perspective he does not have? Perhaps, a sense of conscious freedom will arise, and he’ll naturally run either on to Earth or back to HomePlanets. We have been focusing on the science and not a Ship philosophy, though I cannot come up a reason for a philosophical consideration in Ship’s navigation. I'd like to try.”

          “Good, Yermey,” says a sparked Hartolite, "Let's hear it."

          Yermey begins. “Marsupials used to be cannibals; we shared the bodies of the dead to survive the Great Starvation. What was that historical struggle for?” Yermey pauses, thinking of Friendly, the first marsupial to make herself known to an Earthling. “Darkansoul,” he mutters. As a last resort, before pill time, I am willing to turn blackanot off and hope the antigravobars don’t do a loop. We are runners. Stopanstill is not for us marsupial species. Let’s remake Ship’s grammar so he’ll be fluent enough to finish his objective and ours too.”

          Fargo smiles; the crew will now work the plan not to ask Ship a question but set a command 'to Earth'followed by a period not a question mark. His memory drifted - when Friendly and I did our first study in human Earth history we concluded our original trip would be somewhat analogous to the first European explorers contacting American natives. We were sure the native peoples of Earth would think of us as coming conquerors just as the Native Americans came to think of the Europeans. Fargo continues.

          We have better built and more lasting machinery. Our goods and knowledge would sway the Earthlings our direction whether they liked it or not. The Earthlings would grow to dislike us. They would fear our colonization and our potential diseases. Humans would fear the loss of their worth and dignity. Self-identity would dry up. Our secret fear was that Earthlings would eventually stand together and fight us tooth and nail. Our arrogance, they would say, that you people could dominate us with your culture and ways. We have regional rights. Leave us to our own business, they would shout. We have seen enough of foreign empires in our days. Money and power are as a mosquito and its bite. We have endured enough. We need to rid the world of more foreign tyrants. 

Fargo scratches his left ear, and then rubs the back of his neck. He sits in continued contemplation. Earthlings would stand and fight while we would run. We are not pedantic European settlers, and the Earth cultures of today are not analogous with the indigenous Americans of yesteryear. When we finally arrived on Earth that first time, there was no one to greet or to destroy Friendly or me.

          Fargo suddenly beams and said, “I am a shy and slow with man manhood as Hartolite knows. She knows the three of us all too well. Women teach and raise us up with their deliberate and measured methods. We need to work this stuckinagray problem in a woman’s subtle manner. We need Ship’s immediate psychological profile, and we must provide him with a broader perspective than he has at present. We must toy and humor him as Hartolite would with either marsupial or human.” Fargo pauses and smiles in sexuality, “perhaps Hartolite, you could whisper sweet nothings in Ship’s masculine ears, and he’ll perk up on his own. He glances at the others, don't you think?”

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          On another passenger craft, unknown to Fargo and crew Friendly is already near Earth. She thinks, I sit directing a Class A Shuttlevator from Homeplanets through a quick slide of antigravobars to stop near the orbit of Mars. My secret objective is to land on Earth with blackanot on and wait for Fargo and crew before setting out to discover the remains of that once populated human colony.

          Shuttlevator’s machinery stops short, near Earth’s moon. ‘I am not where I am supposed to be. Blackanot is on.’ I pushanpull the manual blackanot defaults, but by Godofamily - data shows billions of human people existing. How can this be? The large city near the lake appears a good target so I will set for it.

          With a pushanpull of switches Friendly maneuvers Shuttlevator to Earth near a small grove of trees. A few homes lay on the edge of the tree line. ‘I can ease in and hover invisibly just above the trees. Blackanot is on. Billions of these people died; Fargo and I were witness, yet on this Earth billions appear still alive.

          PrimeThree sends the directive to wait for Fargo. Where are they? The Earth date: 14 June 2020. Fargo and I first arrived here on 14 June 1988. This is thirty-two years after the great Earth plague, and exactly twelve years after Fargo and I first arrived and found four human adults and a small baby alive on the planet. Whatever plague occurred in 1988 has not happened here in the year 2020. Billions of people are alive at the very time I say to myself, ‘these earthly humans are dead and don’t know it.' That's how this appears to me. Fargo, Hartolite, Yermey and Trexer and Ship are not in the sensors. They are not stuckinagray as they believe. Where are they?

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> Hello. I, am the Soki,and I will have some observations about this FutureDream in most every chapter. The marsupial crew is presently stuck in large Ship of their own making. People everywhere are also stuck in identities also of their own making. The individual has a voice to speak his mind. I am a Floater between the Living and the Dead in this, the first of three books, I have discovered that the Dead have limited rules. What are the rules for a Floater like me? Presently, I have only a vague notion.  Were I but a tiny eggshell, the whole of all Living would be within and the Dead without. I roll across on the nature of the Dead and so do the Living whether they realize it or not. <

 END DRAFT OF CHAPTER ONE ©2019 REVISION

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       You have revised the new draft of Chapter One with a new present 2020 rather than the year 2000. We adjust. Tomorrow, if time permits, we will hear from your very own soul about this new chapter. She will name herself before giving her perspective on this project from your heartansoulanmind. - Post. - Amorella

Friday, February 15, 2019

57. Notes - consciousness and time


57.  15 February 2019

       Late evening. Carol is in bed reading as you are in the lounger. You didn't have the time or inclination to finish the 'Future' section (c) of Chapter One. We can begin though, as you like, to put the third section down to be ready to work on it. - Amorella

       2257 hours. I feel better being ready to work. It is a pleasure to edit and revise the original. I like the concept very much. I feel better focused. Earlier today Fritz and I had a good conversation during lunch at Bob Evans. We focused on what consciousness is. We both agree that we are in at least two stages of consciousness at the same time. One stage is what I call cultural consciousness and the other Fritz describes as an awareness of beauty in the world such as momentarily being aware of the beauty in a sunrise. At such a time Fritz says that he quietly thanks G-D for the Beauty in the world on a different level of consciousness at the same time cultural consciousness is basically all around in the normalcy of the day. I didn't exactly agree but I understand his position. For me, some of it is semantics and word choice. For instance, if rather than a sunrise I suddenly think of 'First Cause' in terms of the universe I become humbled by the thought because I have no idea. I have conjectures at most. But, sometimes in a 'flash thought' a sunrise or sunset is indeed beautiful and I wonder at it while at the same time reflect that I do not really have the words to describe the sunset by the intensity of my self-being taking in the history of memories and feelings perhaps comparing one sunset to another or using sunset and sunrises as metaphors of being in existence, in consciousness. (2316) Putting a stamp of time on the thought, a beginning and end, is always interesting to me because as I think and type my thoughts time does not consciously exist. (2317)

       We can work tomorrow. Post. - Amorella