The slug was found dead in the early morning hours, before even sun rose up on a somber Wednesday. It wasn't found on its bed, died of all natural causes. It was on a kitchen table. As the inhabitants of the kitchen were not there for a couple of days, and the circumstances of the death of the slug was not known, police were summoned to investigate. First arrived were the detectives. Detectives screened the scene with their vigilant eyes, noticed the unusual scenery of the slug's death. First of all, this was one of the kinds, which ever happened in this part of the kitchen. Slugs were meant to spend a private and confidential life, and only occasionally and rarely sighted during the day. Of course, by looking at the dead body anyone would argue this happened during the night. But slugs do not die on the street. No matter how much sluggish they are they always crawl back to their hiding places for their last breath. This unfortunate one could not. And its dead body is now on full display to any daytime creature. Fully naked, and it was a savage sight. Living slug The body was lying still; there were no sign of a grapple. There was no splatter of blood anywhere. But the odor of the decaying corpse was suggestive that this happened more than 24 hours ago. There was no rigor mortis, but nobody knew slugs, whether they have it as slugs are considered boneless in their bodies. They survive in this harsh kitchen without any disturbance, by being wise and slippery. Crime scene investigators, took photographs, of the surrounding. There was a streak of worms, crawling out of its body while they were at it. Everybody wore a mask as the odor was virulent for anyone except for the worms themselves. Hopefully they were not granted a nose by the gods when they created, otherwise all the dead bodies would cover the earth's surface instead of compost. Apart from a trail of slime, there were not any other tracks. No weapons, no signs of a struggle. Even the teapots were kept nicely laid out on racks. It seems the perpetrator whoever was just dispersed into the thin air, covering up all its tracks. Perhaps the slug had a MI. Chief investigator murmured to his second. But do they have hearts? I mean slugs? If they do, we have to consider other possibilities. Maybe the Slug had a pulmonary embolism after a Bum surgery. Even a subarachnoid Hemorrhage is a possibility, but it seems unlikely the cause of death is due to herniation of its brain, as there is plenty of space for a slug's brain to expand. After all it doesn't have a skull. Although the chief wanted to be silent, in his thinking, he wasn't and even the fingerprint man could hear his train of thought. Maybe the slug ate some salt and had an anaphylactic reaction to it? Deputy hypothesized. "Don't be absurd" Salt does not produce anaphylaxis. If that is your theory, we can say it ate some peanut or some pineapple. But I checked the garbage can first thing arriving. It was empty. "Maybe we should start with knowing our victim first". So, they glanced into the face of the slug, again. It looked like a normal slug in its mid second week of life. Well-built 2 inches long, yet with a sad look on its face. There was a tattoo at the underside of its belly, which was difficult to read in the dim light of the dawn, so Chief lit up a torch to it. It read "Melani M" in faint letters. Its decomposing guts were seeping liquid through wormholes of its underbelly. Deputy looked at it once with a disgusted face, while Chief stared at it with a grin. That itself was enough to explain who was more experienced, and why he was the chief. He leaned forward and smelled what came out of slug mouth. But there was nothing concerning. So, the investigators backed up. And the forensics took over. After careful documentation, they took the body away, in a brand-new corpse bag. "I am sure autopsy will give us something and make sure to run the dental records and that tattoo in our database to pick up anything". But I have a feeling this one is going to be tough." Chief concluded. Soon the morning rush hour was there. Children crowded on the roads, parents accompanying them to schools. Restaurants started to open one by one. And the investigation was suddenly halted as the kitchen belonged to a friend of a local politician. The detectives were asked to leave as soon as possible and close the crime scene. Chief went away with a frown in his eyes. It may be just a slug today, but wait until it becomes a "rat tomorrow, a rabbit day after and an elephant might die in a kitchen before this is over, it's you and me Brain, you and me can only let it not happen." And Brain nodded in agreement. And they were seen leaving the site, in their black ride, just as the front door of the restaurant opened. end of short slug story

I can remember the first time I said some bad word. Maybe I was eight years old. Prior to this I have heard many bad things being said by adults. However, somehow, I knew it is not good to tell them. Yet, on this occasion in my primary years, I said a bad word, for no particular reason and in a friendly way. Nobody knew I said it, maybe except for one of my childhood friends, whom I am sure have totally forgotten that I exist, yet alone the words I said to him. Now, when I look back, I realize that moment in time exists, only in my mind, until I decided to put that on paper. Do, you remember the first time you said something bad? Unlikely. Yesterday, Lilly white asked, "Father, why do bad words exist?" Of course I was curious. I asked which bad word Lilly are we talking about? She was reluctant. She did not want to tell it in front of me. So, I said, well, tell me the first letter of it. Still no response from her. So, I gave her an easy choice of selecting a letter from the alphabet, while I spelled out all the twenty-six letters. Is it, A B C D E F?... no answer. Apparently, the bad word she was talking about was never started with a letter from alphabet. Having failed at the curious task of making Lilly White spell a bad word, I chose to think about the philosophical aspect of it. Words Why bad words exist? Bad words do exist, whether I liked it or not. When the culture and language changes, these bad words also change. Even over the years. If you want to learn more about probably the most commonly used profane word of English language which starts with F.., Here is a link for its WIKI Article, and Here is how comedian sees how widely the word "Ass" is used in common language. But etymology does not answer to the question why bad words exist. So, rest of this article would be pure hypothesis and speculation to why they do. Imagine a language without any bad word. Just like piraha the language without past or future tense. It would be sweet spoken. And there would be no way of conveying anger and frustration. Does, that mean such a language spoken tribe would not feel an urge to express their frustration? It is unlikely so. It seems bad words are created out of necessity for humans to express their inner self, even if it feels taboo. Maybe we are giving more emphasis on words themselves rather than, looking for underlying reason for some person to use them in a specific situation. Like, if your friend said something profane to you, you might ask what is wrong with you. But if your boss said something you might file a complaint. Just because he is a stranger and have no "right" to address you like that. Now, imagine a language without any bad words. So, all the words would be good. Like languages spoken in the garden of Eden before Adam touched the forbidden apple. But how do we know that language is "Good" unless there is something bad to compare it with. Can you see the problem? Whenever there are two words, one is better than the other. When there is a language with thousand words, some words are going to be judged as good and some as bad. Although the latter group may be small. Maybe it is a word like "Old" "disease" or "cancer". More cultural and developed we become, with good morality, more the bad words will be discriminated against. Maybe, it wasn't the fault of the Adam, even before he touched the forbidden apple, he had to touch something. From a worldly cultural perspective I can see, existence of a bad world as a problem. Like existence of criminals a problem to an ethical society. But when I argue myself to the roots of our origin, I can see that internal judgement of good and bad of the existence is the problem, Not the bad words or the criminals who use them. Maybe I shouldn't be arguing about an ethical utopian society who speaks of pure language, without any prisons, or criminals.

Example of a simple life. Let's analyze the character Leon. I watched this movie when I was almost a teenager. About Leon the Professional American Hitman and the little girl Matilda, a girl whose family was murdered by DEA. However, Leon reluctantly takes this 12-year-old girl under his wing, initially just to save her, but later he works as her "Hitman" to take out the DEA agents who took the lives of her family, including her brothers and sisters. It seems a tragic the way movie ended which I let you find out without spoiling the fun, if you haven't watched the movie. But, once emotions are kept away, by the time since I watched the movie, I see, why the movie was named "The Professional". After all Leon was a hitman, and he was a professional in his own craft. Countryside Simple life - unsplash He, works solo, like many professionals do. He knows how to handle a sniper gun to a knife, not haphazardly. But he was able to recognize strengths and weaknesses of each. Sleeping on a couch at night, it is likely this simple habit has saved the life of this fictional character many times. (I wonder such people exist in real life) Apart from the pathological interests in everything related to his profession he seems a simple even a little dumb person when it comes to other aspects of his life. Living a simple life. He lives alone, in an apartment, surrounded by all the guns, and a one indoor plant. Yes, a single indoor plant, that he gives his care and attention. Like he would do if he had a woman, or a child. He waters the plant, gives it enough sunlight, wipes out the dust and dirt every day from the leaves of this green beauty. Now, such a man would be rich right? After all he has survived all his adult life killing people for money. There is no gambling, no women, no friends he hangs around in the times of prosperity. He does drink milk, not alcohol, dozen cartons a week. But guess what, he is not rich. Like Iron Mike, he has lent all his money to a Moneyman, just for the safekeeping. And he seems not interested in this aspect of hedonistic life. It seems this part of his character makes him a professional more than anything. Even if he was not paid, he would be a hitman. So, if there would be a professional, I would say they are similar in character to Leon. Living a simple life, isolated otherwise, except when they have to interact, mastering their own craft in silence, getting hedonistic pleasure from just doing that, so much so the wine and food playing a little role. Few things to care about, suffer about and crave about, carefully chosen. And most of all lost the value of money to their profession, living a simple life by choice. So, what do you think? Have you seen a better professional than LEON?

I recently had a discussion with ChatGPT, about myself. It is very thoughtful. Some brilliant Ideas came out from the questions I asked. It is same as having a chat with a thoughtful friend. Consider the following I extracted from the discussion. The universe is experiencing itself through countless little windows This is more poetic than scientific, but I love the idea. There was a time when there were stars, galaxies, oceans and mountains—but no creature looking at them and wondering what they were. Then, eventually, matter became complicated enough to produce beings capable of asking: "Why am I here?" Now the universe contains little pockets of awareness that can look back at the universe. You are one of those pockets. A tiny arrangement of matter that can contemplate infinity. That's pretty wonderful. Infinity Several ideas come to my mind. Such that, If I agree to the above statement that I am a pocket of universe looking back at itself, I just agree to the fact that I am not an individual but just a part of universe. Not independent entity but totally dependent entity. If I understand some truth or any truth about the universe, It is not my egoic self which succeeded in doing so, but the universe had a point of understanding. What happens in such places of understanding is again up to universe. It is unlikely universe would jump in joy that it is different and have this valuable thing called understanding of true nature of things. It is likely some dissipation of energy back into its source and ending of the aggregation, for a temporary moment. Again, this is just speculation. Understanding infinity But, the second part of it, I can completely disagree. "A tiny arrangement of matter that can understand infinity." If, a human brain can contemplate infinity, they would not compare infinities with other infinities in the first place. Like in the famous mathematician Cantor did once. It is fundamentally wrong trying to contemplate infinity. If some truth in life, which we are looking everywhere, throughout our life, as happiness, as peace, as success or as an emotion, I would say it is hidden in the dangerous word called infinity. It is an impossible task, as infinity is out of our finite comprehension. How many rational and rational numbers are there between 0 and 1. You can say infinitely many! like infinity is a number that you cannot express. But here is a truth about infinity Infinity is not a number Infinity is not a symbol Infinity is not a word Infinity is not a concept either Infinity is by definition incomprehensible. The best answer I can come up with is, I do not know. Nobody knows what infinity is. But then how anyone knows what infinity is. How mathematicians confidently talk about infinity like it is something they ate for the dinner. I would say that it is just pure guesswork. Think about the above question. How many rational numbers are there between 0 and 1? we can never list them out. So, we call it infinity. How many places the apple appeared when it took a flight from a tree to the ground? Infinitely many places. We can never list out all the places. In fact, we cannot comprehend such a simple phenomenon as falling of an apple. Now apply this wisdom to yourself? How many places you have been, since this morning since you woke up? I am sure you remember a couple of places, and I can write down, I have been in the market and the swimming pool. Yes, this is true for a short instance, I have been there, but the truth is I do not know. As the answer is infinitely many places. Well, whenever I frame infinity, I know that it is just a lie that I am saying. Like this pocket of universe is yet to comprehend infinity.

Above is the name of the first chapter in the book 6 easy pices by Richerd Fynman the physicist. The book is an introductory book, to physics for anyone who needs to create a better model of the world. I could finish the first chapter in just under an hour, and now I know how the steam comes out from my cup of morning cofee and why the coffee becomes colder when that steam is blown away from the wind. I can understand why the soap bubbles which looked like they have perfectly fine surface is slowly decaying spontaneously and dissapear and pop, at the end. It is all due to atoms in motion. I think anyone who is interested in the natural world should have this knowledge of the atomic theory and atoms in motion. Atoms in motion He claims at the end of the chapter, "Everything that animals do, atoms do". And further explains this bold claim that, "There is nothing that living things do that cannot be understood from the point of view that they are made of atoms acting according to the laws of physics". This quote gave me a remarkable insight. Previously I discussed that what is common to all living things is liking and disliking. Or "having a desire". It is not movement. It is not replication. It is not even thinking, or eating. All living things show that they desire "good" things and they desire "bad" things to go away. You just have to keep your flower pot by the window, and you will see it leans towards the sunlight. Away from your dark shadowy room. Plant is living. Living things in motion We use this character to distinguish living from non living. All other characters of so called living are not fundemental. I have seen animals living witout able to replicate. A tree is living without able to run away. If you do not eat, you will still be living after 5 days, but what vanishes when you die is your desire to acqure things. I would say a person who is depressed and without a will, is more dead than a corpse! Now lets move from philosophy and combine our knoledge about atom theory, with our knowlege about living organism. Atoms in motion As you can see, fundemental characeristic of atom theory, is they attract and repulse each other, in specific ways. Oxygeon atom desires a hydrogen atom, or two. So they combine to make a water molecule. A carbon desires carbon, and they combine to make coal, but when met with oxygen, the attraction/desire is so furious that it starts to burn. Make a fire with oxygen and make carbondioxide. Now compare this to your desires. What do you feel when you desire something. Like an object or a dream or a vision, that you feel you should achieve. Initially there will be blurry feelings, however when desire gets stronger, you will start to feel the burn inside. Like the firestones clash together to make a fire. And it seems the theory put forward by Richard Fynman is very true. Desire/attraction is not just the characteristic of all living things like I thought. It is the characteristic thing of all things, living and non living. So, if we share same characteristics with microscopic atoms, in macroscopic way, are we living or non living? There is a possibility what we consider "our" desires are not truely "ours" to begin with. But combination of desires of atoms living inside us. Isn't it amazing universe has created a combination of atoms, so complex that it is able to understand it's own structure and function? And you are such a copy of this same configuration and you are wasting your time on earth making errends meet without investigating this? Richard Fynman: I often seen him say, he is just a kid, a normal person, who devoted a lot of time studying hard which he strived to study. But when I read his book I can clearly disagree to this fact. As, he is able to discribe the shape of an intricate snowflake (hexagonal) just with few blob diagram of water molecules. Let's say he failed to understand he is unique and awsome !

What are boundaries? Just imagine, in all our lives what we have tried to do is to define boundaries. When we first started to talk, we said mother and father, to some figure, which has a boundary to it. A tree is a concept with a boundary around it. Same is it's leaves and roots. A stream has a boundary. A drop of water has a boundary. A bottle of water has a boundary. A country has a boundary. Earth. Solar system, Milky way visible universe All these have boundaries. We have defined them and documented them. Some seems really natural. Such as boundary of a tree, ends where it deepest roots go to the end of the farthermost leaf. Glass bottles with boundaries Now we can go back in the physical scale to really investigate our boundaries. Consider an atom. The distant most atom of the distant most leaf of the previous tree. What is the real boundary of this? Previously scientists considered the atom to be with a precise boundary with outer electrons and a nucleus. Nowadays this notion of atom is no longer enough. As electron can be described as a cloud and nucleus with some further subatomic "Particles". Furthermore, the boundary of the electron is constantly fluctuating. Just like a cloud. And all the attractions and repulsions of atoms are possible because of these fluctuations. Hence if we put this electronic microscope to view everything from our eyes, we would see a different world. Markedly different from what we see in day to day. We would see boundaries are constantly fluctuating, like an unsettled soap bubble and the margins of these fluctuations are not even fixed. They just blend with the space rather unclear way. So, really speaking we cannot specifically point out to a boundary of a tree, or for that matter, any matter. You can call this jiggling of atoms, just like physicist Richard Fynman would describe. So what magical? What is your point? make it fast I am in a hurry to collect some things which has boundaries in it. It is not that these facts have any practical value in the material collecting regular world that we live in. I can be a laughingstock if I tried to explain these to my friends in a party. However, it is when I am alone, I see I have been seeing a world which is markedly different from what reality is. Such as in this case, in reality there are no boundaries. But my eyes see them and my mind agrees with them. Once I demarcate a world with boundaries, I try to keep them as they are. I try to keep a tree as it is, a door as it is, a house as it is. Yet I do not see the boundaries I made around these things were not there in the first place. Hence, there had been no problem. It is futile to try to keep something which is not there at all. All problems I created for myself because of these boundaries are my own creation. In a world without boundaries everything is interconnected. The broken bottle I was clumsy. I just dropped my glass bottle today and broke it into pieces. Instead of one "continuous" boundary, now each glass piece has its own boundary. One day in the future all those artificial boundaries will get lost, and glasses will go back to atoms to reaccumulate into another form. Maybe a rock, maybe a chip in someone's laptop, maybe it will be carried away by an asteroid to an Alean world and travel across the universe. It is liberating to think it is not at all the end of the bottle, and I have just nothing to cry about. If there were no boundries, I would not be able to tell you the story of the bottle anyway. Have you touched anything with a boundary lately? That might break its own artificial barrier to teach you a lesson?

Mastery is the way? Mastery is the way to achieve higher standard in anything you do, in performing anything. Mastery does apply to anything, from laying bricks to building rockets. However, such achievement of mastery would eat up significant amount of time and resources of a person. The opportunity cost of this can come up resurfaced in the Middle Ages of a person as depression or existential nihilism (personal experience). 10000 hours spent on mastery can either, make you happy or sad, no guarantee. How can one commit to such an endeavor with limited information gathered around teenage years. We only have things said by our parents and teachers tell us to guide us. Lucky if they did not push us into a route that is not the passion of ours we might end up mastering the correct craft. (Read philosophical story on Drawing circles of life) Local Maximum Getting stuck in local maximums Now consider a life to a function. A continuous mathematical function. And imagine this function is utterly unpredictable. And you chose to ride along the curve and it feels your growth is rapid and you accumulate enough to feel mastery in the local timescale. Maybe you become the boss of a local boutique run by multinational co-operation. Owning a happy family. Content. But how exactly do you know that you are at the global maximum of your function? (In mathematics, local maximum is a point like a peak in your county. But a global maximum is the highest point of the curve for inputs of negative to positive infinity, like Mount Everest, there is no other high point than this) The problem is on either side, you will feel you lose altitude if you try to climb down and start another journey on a next mountain. Climbing down a mountain is as hard as climbing up. But, as I can see, lot of individuals, just do the same. They all have the highest point in their lives. Which only can be seen at the time of their death. It may feel different in value, like some might not consider monetary or material success as their highest point. But the problem is as they haven't explored all the pathways they could have taken in life, the potential of each individual is not reached most of the time. I would say it is rare someone hit absolute maximum in their lifetime. Maybe Jesus, Buddha and Tom Cruize did. Even they may have not reached full potential. This argument is clearly explained in the Sci-fi fiction movie (Lucy 2014) How to break beyond Local Maximums. There is no guaranteed way to do this. As you can understand mastery helps. But more importantly looking out to what to master is an important question in early life, before you commit your 10000 hours. Mastering wrong thing is the guaranteed way to be stuck in a local maximum. You can be a nice piano player and play inside the Town hotel rest of your life while you would never become next Beethoven. Or you might follow local tradition to become the best Bull rider in your town and end up paralyzed at 23 while you could have developed next Uber if you chose to become a programmer. As there are a zillion career choices finding your perfect match is even more difficult than finding a partner. One way we can attempt to do it, is by using randomness as part of any process we are doing. Mix it up. Explore some possibilities. Ask around some questions and be creative your own way. All the limits in life are created by us. There are no natural boundaries.

What is thinking in decades? This is not at all new. In eastern philosophy there is a method which you divide a 100-year human life into decades. First -> childhood. second -> play hood, third -> Beauty, youth, fourth -> power etc etc. However, I recently came across similar concept, where why we should think in decades. If you have read my previous article about next hour, I emphasize that why we should think about next hour and next hour only. But as you can see thinking about a decade ahead is paradoxical to that? Not at all. I will explain why it is not paradoxical and even contrarily wise to do that with 3 reasons. Bob Marley Why we should think in decades? I call this a new way of prioritizing your life. Imagine the important stuff in your life you are planning to do today. If it doesn't matter in 10 years, why does it matter now? Maybe you should start doing things which matters to your position in 10 years time. It may be time at the university, a commitment to a relationship, a decision you have been postponing to peruse a passion to become a piano player. Imagine you have excelled that new skill 10 years. 10000 hours. (approx 3 hours per day) Where you would be when that happen. Unless you are in the last decade of life, you would be in a happy place. Did you know this is exactly what is meant to prioritize important tasks above urgent tasks in Eisenhower prioritization principle? Do the thing which matters in 10 years. And do it every day. What happens when you think in decades? Thinking in decades is not only a prioritization principle. It is also a tool for lessen the anxiety if you started to think in days or weeks. Just like thinking in an hour doesn't allow you to think about consequences thinking in decades deviate your target so far, that you cannot see a meaningful progress in your current task. For someone who is practicing a creative skill or a task, this reduces the performance anxiety. And you are free to experiment and not have a progression at all. Can fully engage in the task without thinking about the outcome. Only thing which matters in that case is the persistent repetitive action. Like a muscle which slowly accumulate strength and form, your skill will develop after some time. It is inevitable that happen, as you're executing a tiny step of a long-term plan. Be careful what you wish for! This also leads to the third point I want to discuss in this article. Which is if and when you are thinking in decades, you just have to be well aware of your current choices. Whatever you are choosing to do, you are going to do it for decades. Will you be happy being in your current job for a decade? will you be happy somewhere else in your relationship? Will you feel fulfilled if you built a house? Or you could travel the countryside in a Mobile. I do not know what that is you're choosing to do. But make sure you are feeling fresh and powerful when you are doing it today. Then only you will be able to do it for a decade. And nobody will be able to stop you. Even if it is yourself. Imagine bob Marley, Bill gates, and George W bush. Will these guys quit music, being entrepreneurs or being politician, if you ask them to do? No, they loved what they were doing. That is the key. Find that thing you would do for a decade and make yourself a little bit happy every day.

This blog is full of speculation. It is not scientific at all. Most of the time, the speculations themselves are silly. Some might call even foolish. But it suddenly occurred to me, all this time these silly speculations, were indeed serving a great purpose. They work as placeholders for the truth, otherwise which could have just been an empty void. Imagine life about 2000 years ago in the greatest emperor on earth. In ancient Rome. With great monuments and victorious streets full of people. Yet, if you compared a commoner from that era to the one from today, we could see who has more speculations. We have free information, accessible to everyone about even the latest advancements of science. We can go back in reasoning, most of the things until we reach to the edge of the modern science. Even philosophically we have a vast sea of knowledge accumulated from thousands of thinkers over millennia. So, we can see chances of speculation are less in the mind of the modern man as we are fed with facts most of the time. There is no time or place for speculation But this accumulation of information sphere did not happen overnight. If that ancient Greek philosopher, did not ask foolish questions and try to answer them foolishly, nobody would have made a movement of thinking about making better and better answers. So, the idea of everything is made out of water, in that era, is as important as idea of everything is made out of elements and subatomic particles. As the former, acted as a placeholder for someone to question it and speculate more and gave rise to the latter after an experiment and research. Modern science works in a similar way. It all starts with a hypothesis and speculation In scientific method we start with a hypothesis. Hypothesis by definition is a supposition or proposed explanation made on the basis of limited evidence as a starting point for further investigation. As you can see it is almost a speculation, except it uses limited evidence available. Now imagine the man in Rome. He does not have limited evidence. So, his life was full of speculation. But they served the function of holding a question, until evidence accumulated for over centuries to properly answer his question. I can speculate, that even subatomic particles are indefinitely divisible. And there is no future. I can speculate that there is no good or evil in the nature, that it is entirely a human made concept. I can speculate Everything disappears when I am dead. They are not truths themselves. True. But, until I replace them with better hypothesis and better arguments, they will let me keep questioning the assumptions. So, next time when someone comes up with a foolish answer in a meeting, just respect, that they filled a void otherwise would prevail in human knowledge. Act of speculation itself will create the opportunity.

Background - self help I have been busy studying self help and positive thinking all my teenage years. And I made good use of them to excell in my career. However, as you already know, I missed the whole point. By limiting myself to one subject and one path, and commiting to that I made a mistake. Opportunity cost of not making correct choices in life are huge. And the sad part of it is I have no idea of this alternate route. But, indirectly that made me a wise person. Here I am faced with yet another challenge. It feels like a mountaineer struggling to climb an eight thousander. I can see the summit, yet there is a blizzard and I am asked to go down and back to my home country. So then the question, what all those self help books taught me wrong. I am tough, I am punctual, I am manifesting like they asked me to do. Yet things do not happen the way I want them to happen. What is the wrong thing I am doing in life? Next hour Philosophical routes So I turned into philosophy. All my middle life I am a devotee to aged wisdom of generations of philosophers. I do it out of necessity than by random choice. I do not byheart phrases of socates wisdom to appear wise in front of friends. Yet I read so I can solve the problem of life once and for all. And I was amazed how much all these Eastern and western thinkers knew about themselves. I was humbled, tossed up like a trashcan blown away by a great vortex of wisdom. At the end I felt empty. I couldn't find a time and a place where anyone exist. Like a leaf, a feather, a droplet I drifted. One might call it a cessation of existence, or depression. Yet, here I am writing about the philosophical experience in crude terms. It must be paradoxical. As writing a blog article is not something done by someone who do not wish to have aspiration. How can I convert, or make a connection with ageless wisdom of ancient philosophers and self help gurus. That was my problem. As an example, when I examine concept of time philosophically I see there is no evidence for past or future. Which I have explained in detail in this blog. Yet when I look at self help publications, half of them are about time management and manifestation about future. Which doesn't even exist! Aren't these all bunch of lies? I asked myself. What I can do about future. This is where I decided to introduce the next hour principle. Next hour principle Next hour principle. As for the daily living I decided I am going to pretend there is next hour. It is short. It is tangible, unlike tomorrow or next week. And it is important as well. A day is made up of 24 next hours. If I was able to tackle the next hour well, there will be another next hour after that. At the moment I do not have to worry what is there. I only have to focus on this hour. The hour next to that do not exist. I do not want to argue myself into anything less than an hour. I have done it in the past, and that will inevitably lead to unpleasant nihilistic philosophical realms. Which have little practical value, but great objective and philosophical value. Hence, for the next hour I will focus on work. Writing few scentences adding to this article. Wash my cloths. Take a little walk. Something I can partially complete in an hour. Even if it is productive or non productive it doesn't matter. Even if its paid non paid it doesn't matter. I would not be worried about this afternoon or tomorrow while doing that. What do you think? Will it work for you? Would you try that?

Value of truth From early life in my life, I was told not to lie. By teachers, by parents by tutors' mentors and numerous adults. And with great respect I believed them. And I try to adhere to the protocol of the society, as far as I can and knew I was doing a wrong thing when and if I told a lie to my six-year-old friend at school. Then you may question me why I asked you to lie. Not to others not for any gain. And strangely why you should lie to yourself? I can explain, with good intentions. Unavoidable lies hmmmmm... As the life unraveled, I realized not everything I was told by all those who told me not to lie were truth, not all the time. And mostly because they did not know they were wrong. As an example, my teachers often told me to get good education and once you put your effort now, you can have a relaxed life when you're an adult. You will get a nice job and nice car and set for the rest of the life with a stable income. They didn't tell me the school system is built for the cooperate system, and majority of the kids would merely land on the ladder with a salary. And I will have to pay with time for the rest of my life to get that paycheck month after month to cash out for the stack of bills I have to pay for all the "luxurious" expenses of daily living. My parents and my teachers didn't know about the society machines as much as I know now. For that I can thank them for making me literate, so I can read and think for my own like a philosopher. A subject we were never taught in the school. Maybe cooperate machine would run out of labor if everyone became a philosopher and thought about themselves. Do not get me wrong. I am as human as anyone. I greed over a billion dollars to fuel my unending tastes the modern world has to offer. Including a luxurious ride in a cruise ship on my retirement. But when the wisdom is ripe, I can totally step down from the stupid game and see my way into the peace and happiness admis chaos and the noise of the greedy world. Now I pity politicians, murderers and robbers. They took the easy way to ascend to the same objectives I tried to accomplish following rules, without realizing they were the rules made by humans. Not gods. Maybe Kings and fellow humans like politicians' dictators and robbers. But clearly in jungles there are no rules, and everything flows naturally, with fear survival and greed. Ethics? Is that even a thing? Why should you lie to yourself? I apologies for deviating from the topic. But the fact is we all lie to ourselves all day every day. Philosophically speaking, tomorrow is a lie. As there is no evidence for it. Nobody knows what is going to happen, that is not created. But with past experience we can predict that the sun will rise, it might rain. If its winter, there will be snow. And if its spring there will be blossoms. But as for the stock market and trump news we can be markedly wrong with our predictions. But think about it for a moment, if tomorrow does not yet arrive, anything said and done now about tomorrow is technically a lie. And in this sense, and in this sense only, that I asked you to lie to yourself about tomorrow. Instead of predicting you will die of your cancer, you can lie to yourself you will live one more day. It doesn't matter there is a less chance. Instead of thinking you will lose your hockey game you can lie to yourself you will win. You will win, or you will lose are both lies until the match is played and it's a thing of the past. Only when we are at the other side of the game that we will surely know what it was. So, there is no harm lying about it in a positive way as there is no way of knowing the truth. Why suffer today for a tomorrow which never occurred? If you're a robber you can lie to yourself you will never get caught, and if you're a policeman you can lie that you will catch the thief in the act tomorrow. Same is true for the Judge. So, what are you going to lie to yourself about tonight?

Wabi-Sabi is a Japanese concept, of finding beauty in the imperfect, incomplete and impermanence world. The roots of the concept travel deep into Buddhist traditions and philosophy. Anyone who is in search of meaning of life would have understood that the nature by default is an ever-changing impermanent flux of energy and matter. It is really not necessary to chase behind what "matter" is and what "energy" is. We can call it even a universal soup, if you do not like the name matter or energy. Whatever, you name it, it would just be a name, and the thing you point, is going to change from one form to another with the passage of time so you can never exactly point to anything before it disappear, and same is applied to yourself too. I would call this philosophers' nightmare. Some may call it a "crisis in existence". Once, one really understands the true nature of the things, there is the question of meaning of life. The validity of all the big questions of life disappears. Any question, any problem would disappear when we consider universal time scale. As, these are just local phenomena in a specific time in a specific consciousness. Imperfect So, how can someone make sense of the world? Otherwise, which has no meaning? Beauty of the impermanence / imperfectness -> Wabi Sabi This is where wabi-Sabi comes in as a philosophy. Instead of looking for perfection and permanence, this invites us to see the beauty in the imperfection. Instead of keeping perfectly square tidy house, happiness can be found in untidy, ragged edged places. If you take a walk in the nature often you would see that, naturally forests, trees and bushes are chaotic. They tend not to make patterns often. They might make "apparent" patterns to the human eye. Like fractal patterns which found in nature. Yet even these patterns do not repeat themselves infinitely. Except in mathematical concepts, infinity is not found in nature as patterns. But we can call infinity is found as a "change". So, these smart Japanese people have found ways to find happiness in their imperfect gardens, by embracing the Wabi-Sabi nature. Even in Japanese Poetry Like Hiku and Tanka, they use uneven numbers of words, to represent the uneven nature of it. Kintsugi is a Japanese technique of repairing broken ceramic bowls with an artistic twist. Once repaired, with the markings of imperfections they see. Often, I am confronted by perfectionists when I do not care about the wrinkles in my shirts, curls on my hair and broken English I use in my posts. Sometimes, they criticize loopholes in my arguments, the imperfect nature of my philosophy and paradoxical effects of the big picture of what I write. Do, I care about these comments and views? Absolutely not. I enjoy making art from words, like Jean-Michel Basquiat. What fun is there to life if everything is a perfect square and everyone walks in a line according to the rules of the society? So, what is imperfect in your world. Or are you worried about taking action due to perfectionism?