Kategori Arşivi: Yaşam ve Ölüm

Kutluyor hayat, hatta ölüme — Bu kategori benim daha kişisel mesajların bazılarını içerir.


Life is full of contradictions.

I am attending a research retreat on mindfulness and contemplative practices at the beautiful Garrison Institute. I am learning a lot of interesting things, and meeting a lot of like-minded and excellent people – the kind of people with whom I could have deep conversation about the unreal nature of reality, unlike most people from other walks of life would politely and tactfully excuse themselves when I get a bit unreal.

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Twilight Years

At some point in our life, we come to accept the fact we are closer to death than life. What lies ahead is definitely less significant than what is left behind. These are the twilight years, and I have come to accept them. With darkness descending over the horizons, and the long shadows of misspent years and evaded human conditions slithering all around me, I peer into the void, into an eternity of silence and dreamlessness. Öyle almost time.

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Hinduizmin dini metinler arasında, the Bhagavad Gita is the most revered one. Tam anlamıyla olarak sunulan Tanrı Sözü, the Bhagavad Gita enjoys a stature similar to the Bible or the Koran. Tüm kutsal gibi, the Bhagavad Gita also can be read, değil, sadece özveri eylemi olarak, ama bir felsefi söylem yanı sıra. Bu dünyayı anlamanın bir felsefi duruş sunuyor, bu form (Hindistan olanlar için) hayat ile ilgili temel ve temel varsayımları, ve çevrelerindeki bilinmez gerçeklik. Aslında, sadece varsayımlar ve hipotezler daha fazladır; nesilden nesile aktarılan sağduyu temelidir. Bu aklın temelleri olduğunu, hangi mantık önce asimile edilir ve dokunulmaz olamaz veya rasyonalite ile analiz gerçekliğin içgüdüsel ve duygusal anlayış oluşturmak. Bu koz her logolar bu mythos olan.

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Aging Mind

I used to have a pretty sharp mind, particularly when it came to simple arithmetic. I think age has begun to dull it. Case in point: recently I had to check a friend’s pulse rate. So I felt his pulse for 15 seconds and got 17 beats. Bu noktada, I wanted to call out the heart beats per minute. And at that point, my mind suddenly went blank. It started going through this chain, “Tamam, I got 17 için 15 seconds. So what is it for a minute? It should be, what, 60 seconds over 15 times 17. Hold it, where is my iPhone? I need a calculator. No wait, it is 17 for a quarter of a minute. Bu yüzden 17 times 4. Where is my calculator, dammit?!” Granted, it was a slightly stressful situation. But this is not at all the way my mind used to work.

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Income Inequality

I read on BBC yesterday that the richest 62 people in the world now earn as much as the poorest half, which would be about 3.5 billion people! Although there is some confusion about the methodology, it is clear that the wealth and income have been getting more and more polarized. The rich are certainly getting richer. Income inequality is more acute than ever.

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9/11 – Too True to Tell

It has been a while since I posted a new article in this series on 9/11. Recent terror events have made it unpalatable to dwell on the 9/11 conspiracy theme. Nevertheless, one has stand up for what one believes to be true, even when the stance is unpopular. So I will press on with the series, and wrap it up with two more articles, despite the warning from a friend that I will never be able to visit the US again without risking a lengthy interview at the airport. Or worse. Ancak, some truths have to be told, even when they are too true.

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Tanrı — A Personal Story

I want to wrap up this series on atheism with a personal story about the point in time where I started diverging from the concept of God. I was very young then, about five years old. I had lost a pencil. It had just slipped out of my schoolbag, which was nothing more than a plastic basket with open weaves and a handle. When I realized that I had lost the pencil, I was quite upset. I think I was worried that I would get a scolding for my carelessness. Anlıyorsun, my family wasn’t rich. We were slightly better off than the households in our neighborhood, but quite poor by any global standards. The new pencil was, bana, a prized possession.

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