A Focal Point for the Mind

Nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose; a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.
— Mary Shelley (1797-1851)
Look! The Horizon Lowers the Ship — Another planksip Möbius

Look! The Horizon Lowers the Ship

A Focal Point for the Mind

Nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose; a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.
— Mary Shelley (1797-1851)

The titled responsion, with a graceful distance, offers contemplation on the enigma of the mind's intellectual eye. It ventures into our contemporary condition, where information abounds, and a grand narrative seems elusive. This prompts us to pause and ponder the significance of our present circumstances.

In this age of overwhelming abundance, where the tapestry of knowledge expands with each passing moment, we find ourselves adrift. The waves of information crash upon the shores of our consciousness, and we yearn for coherence, for a narrative to guide our understanding. Yet, it slips through our fingers, leaving us fragmented insights and unanswered questions.

Let us dwell in this uncertainty, for within the vast expanse of the unknown lies a call to action. As Mary Shelley suggests, a steady purpose becomes the beacon that tranquillizes the restless mind. It becomes the focal point that guides us through the labyrinth of information overload, offering clarity amidst the chaos.

The titled responsion urges us to reflect on the nature of our contemporary existence, where the grand narrative eludes us. It invites us to consider the implications of our condition as we navigate the depths of knowledge and seek meaning within the currents of information.

In this pursuit, we must harness the power of our intellectual gaze, fixating it upon a purpose that resonates with our innermost being. Through this focused intention, we find tranquillity as we set our sights on a distant goal and allow it to guide our endeavours.

As we navigate the vast sea of information, we draw inspiration from the wisdom of the ages. The likes of Mary Shelley remind us that a steady purpose, even in the absence of a grand narrative, can bring peace to the mind. It becomes the compass that leads us through the complexities of our contemporary world.

In the tapestry of thought, we weave threads of knowledge and wisdom, drawing upon the insights of philosophers, scientists, and visionaries. Their words resonate through the corridors of time, guiding us toward a deeper understanding of our place in the universe.

So, let us embrace the intellectual poet within as we engage with the complexities of our contemporary condition. Let us fix our gaze upon a purpose that resonates with the depths of our being and, in doing so, find solace and tranquillity amidst the vast expanse of knowledge.

Further Reading:

Seashores and Action Potentials

We must always tell what we see. Above all, and this is more difficult, we must always see what we see.
— Charles Péguy's (1873-1914)

The titled responsion represents an ideal of sorts (i.e., ordered arrangement). As such, how do action potentials correlate to seashores?

There are plenty of concepts at work here. Charles Péguy's quote warns of truthful behaviour. For this, we turn to biology and what a complicated human ecosystem we are with this ability to lie. Downtown or country ethics prevail, and the pursuit of truth is orientated toward perfection and often bound by duty. Others have used this meme or predated its transmission.

A narrative unfolds on the boundless seashores, where the majestic waves relentlessly crash upon the sandy shores, intertwining the realms of observation and perception. It is a formidable task yet essential task to articulate what lies before our eyes and apprehend the essence of our words.

In these coastal domains, where the ceaseless ebb and flow of the tides offer a canvas for contemplation, we encounter the profound interplay between nature's symphony and the intricate workings of existence. As we tread upon the grains of sand, each imprinted step reveals a deeper verity: to possess genuine knowledge, we must transcend the realm of passive observation and actively discern the narratives beneath the surface.

Within this enigmatic setting, where the azure expanse stretches far beyond the reaches of the horizon, we encounter a captivating phenomenon—action potentials. These mesmerizing electrical impulses, akin to the harmonious notes of a grand composition, orchestrate the intricate melodies of life itself. As if conducting an invisible symphony, these neuronal signals traverse the complex networks of our nervous system, shaping our experiences and fostering a deep understanding of the world.

To truly comprehend the magnificence that unfurls before us, we must not merely cast a cursory gaze but embrace the profound beauty inherent in every moment. As we stroll along the seashore, eyes wide open, we unravel the veils that obscure the secrets of nature. No tapestry woven by human hands could match the grandeur and intricacy of this cosmic ballet, where the forces of the ocean and the mechanisms of life merge in harmonious unison.

Let us cast aside the shackles of preconceived notions, permitting ourselves to be enraptured by the kaleidoscope of emotions that the world imparts. The essence of our very being lies in the symphony of existence, where the waves crash and recede, and the neurons fire in a ballet of communication. Through this amalgamation of sensory perception, we derive meaning and understanding, transcending the limitations of mere existence.

Gazing upon the vast expanse of the ocean, a metaphor for the boundless depths of knowledge, we become aware of the limitless possibilities that lie ahead. These seashores so often visited and yet eternally shifting, offer us glimpses into the ephemeral nature of life. Each encounter with the rhythmic cadence of the waves, every observation of the intricate dance of action potentials, becomes a testament to the poetic brilliance of our intellectual journey.

In this intellectual poesy, where the beauty of language intertwines with the precision of knowledge, we forge connections that echo throughout time. As we wander these seashores, let us immerse ourselves in the delicate balance between observation and comprehension, ever seeking to grasp the enigmatic truths surrounding us.


To myself, I am only a child playing on the beach, while vast oceans of truth lie undiscovered before me.
— Isaac Newton (1643-1727)

In this voyage of intellectual exploration, my path is illuminated by the radiant brilliance of my own QFT Horizon Principle (2016, 2023). It is a compass that directs me to question the foundations upon which our knowledge rests, challenging the established norms of Euclidean thought. The tantalizing realm of possibility beckons, inviting me to traverse the uncharted territories of human understanding.

Within the tapestry of wisdom, I find solace in the resonating echoes of David Hilbert's proud Pythagorean responsion. It speaks of the profound beauty inherent in our reality's geometric intricacies. Knowledge finds its sacred abode through the harmonious symphony of shapes and angles, offering us a glimpse into the sublime architecture of the universe.

From the depths of history, the indomitable spirit of Harriet Beecher Stowe finds its way to my heart. Her resolute proclamation to "never give up" reverberates through the corridors of time, a call to action in the face of adversity. This sentiment intertwines with the struggle for justice and equality, reminding us of the power within resilience and unwavering determination.

In the realm of the mind, where thoughts unfurl like delicate tendrils, I encounter the radiant wisdom of Mary Shelley. With an advocate's zeal, she extols the virtues of a sharp intellect as a pathway to mindfulness. Through sharpening our mental faculties, we unlock the profound insights illuminating our consciousness's tapestry.

Yet, amidst the grand tapestry of knowledge, I find myself entangled in the enigmatic realm of big data. The exponential rise of information engulfs me, presenting both opportunities and challenges. The fabric of our understanding seems to shift beneath my feet, beckoning me to question my place in this ever-evolving landscape. The rise of the technocrat, a symbol of progress and efficiency, poses questions about our human fallibility. Will we be consumed by the very tools we create? Shall our narrative fade into oblivion, forgotten in the relentless march of time? It is a gloomy prospect, yet I am drawn to seek solace in embracing probabilities and logical reasoning.

In the symphony of existence, I stand on the shores of self-awareness, gazing upon the vast ocean of truth that stretches before me. Like a child, I am filled with wonder and curiosity, venturing into the unknown depths. With each step, I unveil fragments of understanding, forging my intellectual path. In this intricate dance between knowledge and inquiry, I am reminded of the eternal quest for enlightenment that has shaped human history.

Further Reading:

Turning the Tide Isn't Easy.

Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
— Harriet Beecher Stowe (1811-1896)

In the realm where hope and determination converge, a timeless truth awaits, waiting to be revealed. It is a poignant reminder that echoes through the corridors of history, spoken by the wise Harriet Beecher Stowe (1811-1896): "Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn." The words may belie a sense of surrender, but beneath the surface, they hold the essence of an unwavering work ethic and unyielding spirit.

This sentiment evokes a reflection on the origins of perseverance, drawing upon the profound insights of Robert Sapolsky. His captivating tale unveils the power of the 'maybe,' an intrinsic bias that propels humanity toward the realm of possibility, even in improbability. Within the folds of the human psyche lies a remarkable phenomenon—the p.(x), a realm where hope is transcended, and probabilities stand as the immutable anchors of our existence.

Karl Marx's astute observation resounds with significance, unmasking the allure of what he aptly termed "Hopium." It is a religion, a potent drug that soothes the hearts of the oppressed, a flickering flame amidst the darkness of despair. Yet, within this frame of understanding, hope takes on a new dimension, no longer a mere ephemeral wish but a tempered resolve rooted in the realm of probabilities.

As we journey through the labyrinthine corridors of philosophical inquiry, the words of Charles Péguy beckon us: "Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn." In his call to truly see what lies before us, we are reminded of the interconnectedness of our shared horizon, where our collective gaze meets the vast expanse of the seashore.

To weave a tapestry of eloquence and intellectual poesy, we intertwine these threads of wisdom into a rich tapestry of understanding. Within these words, we find the whispers of Harriet Beecher Stowe, the profound insights of Robert Sapolsky, the observations of Karl Marx, and the call of Charles Péguy.

Let us embrace this narrative with grace and curiosity, transcending the boundaries of ordinary thought. In every trial and tribulation, we find the seeds of transformation. The tide's turning demands resilience and willingness to navigate the currents of uncertainty. Through this dance, we forge the path toward victory, however arduous it may be.

Further Reading:

Pythagoras would be Proud!

Mathematical science is, in my opinion, an indivisible whole, an organism whose vitality is conditioned upon the connection of its parts.
— David Hilbert (1862-1943)

The titled responsion is peppered with cheeky optimism (fempty), a plug for my version of a Quantum Field Theory, and a little polemical demonstration of sorts.

The featured image of this post is iconic of the philosophy that is planksip. From the QFT Horizon Principle (2016, 2022), where I discuss redefining the Euclidean point, to the sinking ship on the horizon, the son beside you, to the sun in front of you, lie potentials, actions, and otherwise. Will we capitalize on the incipit inspiration between bookends or squabble over resources and their seemingly infinite appetites to consume? Will the PFC prevail or fall victim to the tyranny of the majority? Half Fempty is the glass that pairs proud and Pythagoras in the same sentence. Awestruck would be the appropriate descriptor for Pythagoras; imagine what he would say today if he saw his imaginary world of number-made material.

Below is the published copy of my discussion paper attempting to redefine the Euclidean point. Any takers? It's just a conversation. Let's keep it civil!

Defining the Euclidean Point.pdf
Look! The Horizon Lowers the Ship — Another planksip Möbius

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