AI and Digital Dangers ...

Current reading includes attempt to stretch cerebral processors with unfamiliar information, in the form of Max Tegmark's "Life 3.0", subtitled "Being Human in the Age of Artificial Intelligence" ... raising all sorts of fascinating philosophical questions, not least why the AI entity offering alternative words for the blog does not recognise "fascinating" but suggests fascinarpting instead ... in its defence learning does occur and the correct and desired word is inserted eventually, though the question is: why is not AI pre-loaded with a current dictionary, or dictionaries to allow foreign words too? Technical stuff passes by, but speed of change is noted and possibilities incorporated into current reality tunnel ... possibilities, of course, become probabilities and actualities according to choices made at each stage ... dystopian outcomes as likely as utopian ones ... and any and all available if indeed we inhabit an infinity of parallel worlds ... before which ...

... awareness shows immediate consequences of smart phones making us stupid ... car drivers decapitated by texting while driving ... less dramatic, the insidious perils of holding phones to ears, or carrying them close to sensitive body parts like ovaries ... FB  presentation this morning suggests digital dementia becoming a thing, as AI hijacks our minds ... smart chip implants already tested and ready to go, first to correct neurological problems, then as "enhancer of intelligence", though how academic qualifications are factored in is a question yet to be asked ... or, more likely, is being asked, without clear cut answers ...

Observing pilgrims wired up for sound and vision, each step of the route marked, leads to the oft asked question of what constitutes an authentic pilgrimage ... since baggage can be carried ahead, which necessitates a pre-planned daily destination, since herd mentality may lead to the whole Way turning into a moving party ... since taxis are about to ease the pain ... though tragically eschewed by German pilgrim on the Via de la Plata in the height of summer this year, on the long stage from Caceres to Canavaral via the Alcantara reservoir and its closed Albergue ... not the only one to have died through heat stroke or related causes this hot summer ...

Observing sheep grazing on daily walks in Stanhope and Show visitors similarly grazing on snacks  and drinks as they wander about, a question arises as to whether an evolutionary return loop is opening up ... the problem compounded for humans by the poisonous,sugar laden rubbish being consumed ... the progress towards homo "sapiens" enabled by shifting from grass diets to denser foods such as corpses ... anyway, evolution, though on an extended timescale, is not complete, and is likely branching into many different versions of homo, hopefully at least one worthy of the word "wise" alongside ...

An inspirational video on FB from Patch Adams points to our opportunity, as conscious creatures also conscious of our consciousness, to keep the often disturbing mainstream consensus reality in awareness, whilst dwelling in paradise, focusing on what we want to see and do ... in his case work with sick children compassionately, showing that laughter is just as important as all technical and pharmaceutical medicine. .. just because we can't do everything everywhere, doesn't mean we can't do something somewhere ... and that often turns out to be where we are right now ...

Balance

Previous post, on reflection, requires some balance, since local FB group hereabouts is often about unwanted items offered free, as well as useful information on local services, weather and traffic warnings in real time rather than fear inducing speculation some national media like to promote ...

Yesterday's early trip to the Show was rewarded with uncrowded craft tent, time to engage with K fan and Aloe Vera supplier Ben and possible plans for Power of 8 circles locally ... a questionnaire with Churches Together in the Dale, a necessary amalgamation given falling turnout from the faithful, effectively Methodists and C of E it seems, RCs possibly holding to higher ground despite similar attendance issues, not to mention widespread revulsion at high level cover-ups of child abuse ... local friend and sceptical follower of the Once True Faith, questioning his priest about the issue, is assured that it was not for him to worry about ... which is cause for concern in itself of course ...

Community Garden collaborator comes for lunch, with several foraged items on the vegan menu, and shows interest in buying the house ... tempting to leap free again hmmm let's see! Meanwhile solar panels are due in a week or two, then off to Portugal for dental appointment, some sunshine and whatever ensues ...

Well, the Show is over for another year, though fairground rides continue in the street and church service presumably runs in the showfield hall (posh shed) ... traditional wife carrying competition skipped after afternoon wander round ... and so the year turns ... proper autumn now ...

Group think

Muse takes another break, though musing continues, along with reading, walking, foraging and some engagement with other humans and canines ...

Meanwhile Autumn seems to have arrived in Stanhope, though well before the equinox, even a little before the calendar definition ... mushrooms and blackberries in abundance ... heatwave of summer a dim memory as sunshine and showers set up hot topic in the village as to weather for Stanhope Show Weekend ... last weekend's Wolsingham Show saw a brief return of summer Sun, though the event is too big and busy for your blogger, whose simplified mind resists return to previous levels of complexity ...

Lynne McTaggart's Power of Eight intrigues, with its references to the power of intention, specifically when amplified by a group and notably effective in healing intenders focusing on the needs of others rather than themselves ... lots to digest, not all brand new ... Emoto's well known work on water, for example ... a group tuning in to effect significant change for individuals, war zones and so on resonates with Thich Nhat Hanh's proposal that a community tuning in to higher frequencies may become a superorganism in an evolutionary leap for mankind ... which leads tangentially to a fruitless search for a book by the Zen master in order to ensure correct spelling of his tricky name ... an ommission to be addressed, since his writing is very clear and insightful and Zen Buddhism, along with Taoism, key elements in the library here ...

Social media is full of Thay of course, well it is when tailored for such content ... Tao and Zen FB page, for example ... though FB, the main platform for Social Media, or S&M as it often appears, is edited broadly enough to allow a range of perspectives and FB itself imagines certain paid posts which may be of interest ... as for other platforms, Google plies personalised feed with football, though interest in it is fleeting these days ... Twitter has never been embraced, though many tweets turn up on FB and other "news" sources of course ...

Local FB groups offer opportunity to engage emotionally ... petty thefts, misbehaviour, uncollected dog poo and so on ... perpetrators labelled "low life", "scum" and other unpleasant words ... virtual lynch mobs reinforce otherness ... while national and international polarised political positions pose plausible scenarios for our participation ... some beyond belief and suggesting creative script writers at work ... as observed before ... whether group think at lynch mob level takes us off into hell realms is an interesting question along with its relation: if a community tuning in to higher frequencies may become a superorganism, might a community tuning in to lower frequencies also become one, albeit on a different evolutionary branch ....? Lynne McTaggart's work suggests group think operates virtually equally well as in physical proximity ... her non-local field coming into play ...

As you may observe, dear reader, a simplified mind has lots of time and space to explore unusual topics ...

Meanwhile, afternoon bus ride to Wolsinham to buy the best bread in the world, a seeded sourdough created by Alex, artisan baker of Rise, a man on a mission, liberated from retailing, not his strong point, by persuading local cafes to stock his wares ... a wander back along the valley to liberate some tasty apples from a tree growing by the railway with fruit hanging by the footpath through the farmer's field ...

In other reading matter, Terence Stamp offers some fascinating information in his memoir ... including a terse comment from his occasional mentor, Krishnamurti, who, upon hearing of Stamp's flirtation with gurus in India: "it is not to be found in supermarkets" ... "it" being the Truth, That which is not to be described, Tao or whatever ... the gurus guru, he taught not to follow gurus, but to work it out for ourselves ... and held the infamous Osho in special disregard ... his view of non-dual master Nisardagatta is not noted, the N's view of K, who he never met in person, is intriguing "we are in the same ancient condition" ... questions of direct transmission linger along with reflections that being in the presence of spiritual masters leaves a mark ... those who knew K, though not necessarily exhibiting enlightenment, are dedicated to his teaching and his memory, or their memory of him ... of course those who met him and were not impressed don't show up at Brockwood, so who knows? Personal experience is limited to being in a theatre with 1,800 others and the Dalai Lama on the stage, a moving, magical event ...

Damp Holiday Weekend ...

A warm and sunny Saturday, perfect for the first of the Autumn Agricultural Shows in Weardale, turns wet and chilly for Sunday ... though early walk avoids the rain and produces abundance from the fields and hedgerows ... mushrooms, blackberries, meadowsweet, dandelion greens and narrow leaf plantain ... plus a well exercised organism, ready for some writing in the dry, with the first electrically assisted heating since May retrieved from the cupboard ...

Thoughts wander to warmer climes, of course ... first to Tavira, then maybe some pilgrimming ...

Up at Chapel Show, an encounter with Ben ... who lives near enough but for some reason we only connect annually at the Shows ... Aloe Vera is his thing, along with non-duality and intense dialogue ensues, including information on author of The Field, Lynne McTaggart's latest book, The Power of Eight ... duly ordered along with The Field, which regularly appears on shelves in the various iterations of the Place to Be library, only to wander off in search of new readers to inspire ...

This morning's inspiration comes via the Brockwood e-bulletin and a video of Terence Stamp, speaking at the Centre,  better known here for his dastardly character, Sgt. Troy, despoiling the fragrant Bathsheba Everdene, played by the equally fragrant Julie Christie, before getting his come uppance from Farmer Boldwood, leaving the field clear for the patient and faithful Gabriel Oak to deliver the immortal line: "When you look up, there shall I be; when I look up, there shall you be."

Meanwhile, Stamp is eighty and transformed into a sage, having been befriended by Krishnamurti. .. his book, "The Ocean Fell into the Drop",  joins yesterday's pair coming via Hive, the ethical alternative, which contributes to the independent bookshop of your choice for each sale ...

....which leads to the general observation that the only real power we pawns in the capitalist game hold is in our spending ... and whilst buying less stuff is a clear route to individual liberation, as well as helping the poor abused planet, these corporate behemoths depend for their very survival on selling stuff ... if we have to buy, maybe we can exercise some ethical choices ...

Tomorrow forecast for return of Sun, handy for long stroll down Dale with September Wheels to Meals programmes ... maybe a little foraging on the way ...

Cake ...

Sugar is currently public health enemy number one according to our dear old NHS, supported by the Taoist view too ... and to add some balance to yesterday's post, Western health systems do pay some attention to prevention ... however the money available to promote health messages ... stop smoking, cut down on sugar, exercise more, is miniscule in comparison to the dark side ...

Meanwhile, cake is becoming more and more popular, with afternoon tea making a comeback ... despite cake typically containing lots of sugar, along with butter at best and dodgier fats at worst ... some time ago a spoof television programme called Brass Eye created a dangerous new street drug ravaging deprived communities, persuading a gullible Tory MP to make a statement on the highly addictive substance, called ... cake ... prescience or coincidence?

Another NHS initiative aims to tackle the high rate of bowel cancer, with freely available testing of males between the ages of 60 and 74 ... letters arrive unrequested to partake in the programme, though early diagnosis of cancers are a double edged sword ... whilst early intervention may help, premature knowledge may compromise the immune system, influenced as it is by the mind, along with diet and other factors, leading to unintended consequences ... and it seems that men over 74 are not less likely to contract the disease, just of an age when the investment is deemed superfluous perhaps ... though, to reassure those seeking the screening, older men may request it, they just won't invite you annually as before ... misguided use of scarce resources?
Perhaps another example of logical steps starting from a false premise leading to apparently logical but not always wise conclusions ...

And to be clear and avoid hypocrisy, cake in particular and sugar in general are still a challenge to the addictive personality embedded in the brain of your blogger ... tobacco, a previous problem, is long gone, thanks partly to public health programmes making smoking difficult, partly persistent nagging from the editor in his erstwhile role in public health, partly a trick of the mind, which planted an ache in the back suggestive of lung cancer, prompting swift cessation of the habit ... subsequent x-ray showed no signs of such a thing, by which time any thought of resuming the disgusting activity was banished ... unlike friends still identifying as alcoholics 30 years after their last drink ...

Other aspects of the Taoist approach leave previous projections of increasing longevity in the UK looking dubious, as the Standard American Diet spreads here and elsewhere in the world and environmental pollution increases with "smart" phones ubiquitous ... microwave ovens appearing to replace traditional ones as cooking from ingredients shifts to heating up ready meals ...

An outing across the hills to Samye Ling Tibetan Monastery with friends offers light relief and the chance to practise patience, as the chosen lunch location, the Tibetan Tea Room, closes from 12.30 to 1.30 ... for their lunch break ... possibly one of the very few cafes in the world to follow such a timetable ... also one of the very few to welcome a coach party inside to eat their sandwiches while waiting to order a cup of tea ... tasty spinach and ricotta pasties provide a light late lunch ... cake available but avoided for one day at least ...

Three other Treasures ...

Previous posts looked at Three Treasures of Tao (or Dao): Compassion, Simplicity, Patience ... current reading offers a different trio, from Taoist teaching on health: the Human Body, Temple of Life; Energy, the Force of Life; Spirit, governor of Life ... when Spirit leads the way, the body follows, energy flows, a healthy and long life ensues ... balance is key ... in the Chinese traditional health system the physician is retained by the family and paid a monthly fee as long as all family members are healthy ... the doctor, thus incentivised, advises his "patients" on preventive measures to support the Temple, prescribes beneficial herbs to maintain balance and strengthen the energy systems, suggests environmental factors to adjust ... in case of illness in the family, payment ceases until the patient's health is restored. .. leaving aside, for now, tricky questions of detail, the general idea is the opposite to the Western model, where doctors are consulted by ill people, their symptoms addressed and suppressed, often with chemical preparations with their own side effects, requiring another drug, with its own side effects ... all creating a cocktail along with environmental factors unaddressed, ingestion of toxic food and drink, polluted air and so on. When the drugs don't do the trick, surgery may follow, itself often counterproductive and disturbing the body's balance ...

Apologies to any medical folks offended by the caricature, but it seems to hold a fundamental truth ... first and foremost the need for the "patient" to take responsibility for their own health wherever possible ... nurturing the Spirit, encouraging the Energy, exercising the organism, ingesting healthy food in moderate quantities ... all stating the bleeding obvious, of course, but somehow the power is handed over, or maybe stolen, by purveyors of passing pleasures, poisonous produce ... with the evidence all around of avoidable illness ... 

Psychology offers some insights ... a field with its own polarity, practitioners from the dark side employed to persuade people to purchase and consume rubbish, our psyches hijacked through hypnosis, the Spirit suppressed by the gods of Mammon ... psychologists of the light side, meanwhile, mostly work to pick up the pieces, restore the fractured entity, intent on self destruction, though not always paying attention to the the root cause, the existential crisis of the Spirit suppressed ... and returning to the Western allopathic model, drugs to suppress symptoms too often prescribed, leading to a lifetime of dependency and profits for the powerful pharmaceutical companies ...

Interestingly, Daniel Reid's "Guarding the three Treasures" suggests an excess of Joy is best avoided ... tempering the previous enthusiasm for the Land of Joy ... though the book's twin emphasis on longevity alongside good health is not necessarily subscribed to here ...  incorporating reincarnation into current delusion, along with the promises of karma, means a perfect acceptance of Life and Death, endorsed by the profound experience in the sea at Zambujeira do Mar ...

Meanwhile, in Stanhope, Summer edges towards Autumn, as welcome rain greens the fields and restores the river ... early walks set up the day, blackberry abundance supplements breakfast porridge,  field mushrooms reward the early walker, whilst more exotic species in the woods await ... community engagement is enough as balance is established between introspection and interbeing ... the house becomes familiar, patiently awaiting promised attention ... friends sense imminent departure, though feet are not yet itching for adventure ... October perhaps ...

Born Again ...

A week of pondering the Land of Joy, reading Lama Yeshe, following threads, leads to the fascinating story of Osel Hita Torres, son of two erstwhile Spanish hippies and followers of Lama Yeshe ... the next step requires readers to suspend conditioned filters of perception preventing reincarnation as a thing ... since Osel was recognised by his parents and endorsed by the Dalai Lama as Lama Yeshe reincarnated ... giving the baby quite a burden as he was whisked off to Sera monastery to become and fulfil what others saw as his destiny... a life he felt increasingly uncomfortable with, estranged from his Spanish family, until, aged 18, he rejected the life laid out for him and set out to create an authentic life for himself ... whilst this caused ripples in the FPMT, it perhaps points to its tolerance and suggests that any cultish tendencies were tempered, when his decision to become a film maker was accepted and his new life supported with financial subscriptions from followers ... thus reconciled, he is a trustee of FPMT and gives talks, though declines to accept the title "Lama", literally "Teacher", since he feels unqualified for the task ... presumably the veil is tightly drawn and the previous life, whilst accepted conceptually, is not to carry on seamlessly as was assumed by those who maybe should have known better ... the parallels with the story of the historical Buddha have been pointed out, though Osel himself is not carried away with it ... whilst recognising the Dalai Lama, from his personal perspective, as a fully enlightened one ... whatever that means ...