Thursday, September 1, 2011

The Hope Generator

Ironically in an age when phones and wireless boxes can compute and prompt our thoughts, our own mind fails to make a sorted point on the simplest of matters. I've always had an intense propensity towards calculation and logic and the absolute truth that numbers and derived procedures could solve any problem at hand. But A greater truth lies underneath, we humans started off organic, worked with nature and its accessories and entered the stone,iron,bronze and the now known 'jet' age, our lifestyle now relies on, and aims to dive deeper into the sea of technological advance to seek each answer uninterpreted till now.
Lesser people realize that the ultimate technology ever made were the carbon based lifeforms themselves, organic, with the strength to self adapt and act in ways beyond human perception. Lets not limit this argument only to the physical or biological world. Technology now considered supreme relies on our organic ability to imagine, dream ,wish, believe and most important of all hope. (i know i sound like a hippie ... but keep reading.. )
Indian mythology speaks of a boy who was condemned a death much sooner than his time.As the days grew closer so did his breath, his tears ran rivers,his parents did bleed in sorrow. On the final day of his cropped life death descended to do the inevitable, the boy hugged the chiseled stone of his God and just hoped. Bore a fruit his innocent prayer as the sky moved to unveil the hand of God that broke the clutches of death.
A story to be forgotten but not ignored, when calculation fails, logic loses and procedures cant pave a road any more we have learnt to just be a child and still hold one last thread of hope. This desire to look up even when we have hit rock bottom is an organic thought in its purest form.No algorithms, circuit boards or logic gates will tell us to wish well even in the worst situation because you never know when things might just turn around.We start organic ,rely on artificial souls to do our thinking for us and then back to organic again....that is how stupid humans are. We must understand that there is a cycle in process and there is something more complex than mere math at work here, that behind our rib cage lies a hope generator... we need to know the right time to crank the lever a bit harder.Thoughts weigh.. yes they do.
Hence I confess to a machine ..... because in people....I just don't trust.