Midnight

Calling it a day.

You are lying on your bed, contained in a dark closed room, seems like even the thoughts are trapped in this confined social cage.

Eyes rolled towards a broken window from where you can see a star or two wandering in the free, immortal, mighty space. Seems like the universe stretched a helping hand towards you and grabbed your thoughts leaving behind your body.

Is our life predetermined? Do we really have any free will or are we just a well programmed computer reacting to every stimuli feeded to us by the nature?

Whenever two objects try to settle, to reduce their energy I find life. Starting from single celled organelles to the most intelligent species (self-proclaimed), evolution designed the human brain just like a complex supercomputer which can keep on finding primes. Primes can be anything from bizarre numbers, happiness, family to multidimensional freedom in our lives.

Our brain processes the sound waves emanating from the phone. These waves get converted into electrical impulses via vibrating eardrums. In turn these electric impulses get carried via chemical channel to the brain, where they trigger electrochemical reactions or brainstorms, that in turn generate response as directed by the pre-stored, evolved and learned software; the result is our reply. Similarly, data comprising of light, pressure, smell, sound, gravity, etc channels via our brain and we respond accordingly as were directed by our brainwares (softwares used by our brain - I tried neology).

What if the data we received was intangible? We try to match it with our varied experiences amalgamating and hybridising them, or else randomly respond to it seeing the outcomes. We then scale the outcomes and define a path, the chemical channel we must take on meeting the same circumstances in the hour of need. This is the way we've learnt to survive.

Amazingly all our outcomes depend on such things, that are predetermined or are random at the microscopic scale, like the random outcomes of electrochemical storms raging in our brain. I wonder if ending this sentence with a questionmark was driven by my free will or is it the most probable outcome since the big bang?

P.S: There's a hidden link in the page (worth reading), try not to read the source code, straining eyes can be fun sometimes.

Day 1

Sitting idle?
In washroom are you?
(This may create the booze intended for the bowels)

Getting out of the 9 to 5 routine our ideas try to pull us away from the world. Sometimes far far away in a cold winter of December, the Moon right above, glaring behind desiccated branches. The rustle of dried factories that once produced food emerging from footsteps. The only blanket covering is of the cool breeze; oozing out my life force, the warm feelings, the social ones. The night shows the bigger picture but will eventually wither away like a dream.

Who am I? Why I'm even here? Is this the way I dreamt of living since childhood, or as I grew I followed others and ended up here. Is my life serving its purpose or I'm just stuck in this loop or even is there a purpose? What is the value of these questions aren't they resulting in our evolution?

We used to calculate taking various assumptions and solve any problem. The efficacy of the solution went up with the advent of supercomputers. We are capable of simulating a machine and find out exactly where and how it will fail. Soon there will be a time, maybe with quantum computing bolstering us, that we will be able to visualise the complete lifetime of a machine by taking all possible environmental factors into consideration. The simulation will be so intensely detailed that it will be impossible to derail it from reality just like ours. In fact, it will be a virtual world with actual living beings emerging, evolving, interacting there.

Will be able to completely comprehend their actions or ignore them just like what we do to the bugs that live on us and around us?

If I created such world like a size of the universe where there are a plethora of galaxy clusters each with lots and lots of stars and many many planets. Will it be really possible for me to detect the motions of humans sitting on a small bluish dust particle (who can merely glance at a radius of 47 billion light years). Will their prayers having any meaning for me, or even if praying is a right part of daily business done by them? If a man of that blue dust (Earth) is capable of controlling and moving a galaxy cluster then it may pull my attention. It will be fun nuking the Milky Way....