He3isthekey

Yesterday was the first anniversary, of my relationship with my African grey parrot ,who goes by the moniker of Fred Yoda Tyson. When I first got him he was called Tyson

Three jet aircraft take off. Two jets at either end of a long piece of knicker elastic. The third jet would have the payload of a space rocket attached by a hook to the middle of the knicker elastic. When all three planes have reached their ceiling. The middle plane flies earthwards, the other two planes fly horizontaly in opposite directions, loading the knicker elastic with the mathematical maximum of energy. When this point is reached, the middle plane releases the space rocket. All the energy stored in the knicker elastic will be transfered to the space rocket. How fast would the space rocket be going before it fired its engine, how much fuel would it need to achieve escape velocity?

I am not a mathematician, nor a materials scientist, so I do not know how much energy can be stored in knicker elastic. But I'm sure that it can be released in an effective way to be able to claim the 'X' prize.

I will not die happy if I never see elephants dance the pas de deux on the moon. Or human beings achieve true bird like flight. Or humanity starts the herculean task of putting the earth back the way they found it. Come on lads parties over, lets clean the place up, and put all the trees back. I know a place where there is lots of space, lots of room, its very quiet, very clean, no bugs, and twenty four hours a day sunshine. No earthquakes, no typhoons, hurricanes, very few neighbours.

Thoughts and Things

Evolution 101: What is Evo-Devo?

Circadiana

I have not written because I have been unwell. It happened last Friday morning, I woke up in the middle of a severe asthma attack, I would not recommend this to anyone. It is like being strangled or drowning, basically I caught a cold which got on my chest and this caused an allergic reaction, which then caused my lung cells to stop delivering oxygen to my blood. My extremities were going numb and I was flopping about on my bed, gasping like a fish out of water. Oh what fun!

Well hours later, I was still feeling the after effects, wheezing like a clapped out old steam engine. Gradually normality resumed and now I am back as my dear old mouldy self, exept for a bit of a cough, having survived my encounter with that greedy old bastard - El Morte. Ah but now I have a secret weapon, I had a visit from the doctor today and he prescribed me this marvelous gadget called an inhaler, what a hit! Basically it works like an oxygen supercharger and for a while, gave me the feeling for the first time in many years of being able to breathe properly, not because of asthma (thankfully for me a rare event) but because of nicotine or more precisely smoking it. So tonight I am going to do something extremely silly and slap a nicotine patch on myself. Note I say that it is silly because I surmise, that if it is OK to pollute the planet then it is Ok to pollute ourselves with nicotine. My reasons are more selfish, I want to see my first grandchild and I want to see the UK olympics.

Good night and goodluck.

Peter

I have written stuff and received little response. Here is a recycled email.

On Wednesday 16 Jul 2003 2:06 pm, you wrote:

The good news is that the Human Consciousness has several characteristics that resemble the Universe as a whole and general life
and radiation (e.g., light) from a source: A. Expansion-Contraction, B.
Entanglement, C. "Effort", D. Knowledge-Orientation, E. Mis-
Entanglement via Materialism (Power-Materialism, Greed-Materialism, Sensation-Materialism, Friendship Materialism or putting Friendship
above Ethics), F. Ability to Create/Control/Coordinate Existence. I
could add a few other characteristics, but this gives the general idea.

I do not have a problem with this way of looking at it. I like Spinoza's approach. EG God did not create the universe, God *is* the unverse.

Saying that, got him into big trouble, easy to see why. God was sold as other worldly and magic. Descartes sold out, Spinoza never did. A more modern interpretation of this social operating system is pantheism.

The thing I'm dancing about with in my mind, is the idea that George Boole was actually right when he said he had discovered the laws of thought. The inner workings of a neuron are still a mystery to us. If or when this mystery is solved it would not surprise me to discover boolean algebra within the neuron, the *electrical* side of consciousness. The *chemical* side of conscious being supplied by nerotransmitters that exist in the inter-neuronal spaces, such as dopamine, serotonin, oxytocin, betaendorphin, ananamide, to name just a few.

I like this approach because it fits neatly into the irrational/rational concept. eg. electrical being rational, chemical being irrational. I have several friends that are manic depressive. What typifies them the most, is how impulsive they are. I theorise that all the different neurotransmmiters act as tho' instruments in concert. If they are all in tune and playing at the right level the whole is harmonious, if however the amount of any single neurotransmitter is above a median level, our behaviour is 'tweaked'. We fall in love, we run away, we lose our tempers. Our behaviour becomes 'irrational'.

So to reiterate, electrical phenomena to be as representative of interneuronal communication and instantiated in the boolean model, IE one or zero. The neuron fires or it does not fire. And the blanket effect of possibly numerous neurons being affected in concert, by the ratio of one neurotransmitter to all the others, being expressed as the fractional part of the whole. To even more simpiify my idea, rational being to the left of the decimal point and irrational to the right of the decimal point.

I think as many problems are caused by people who feel, but do not think, are caused by people who think, but do not feel. One is a bull in a china shop, the other is a heartless bastard with no empathy.