Goel God's World

A Lot has happened!

2009-01-12T04:32:00.002+05:30

I just realised that it has been a long time since i posted. It has truly been a looong time.
I got my call, I got into IMT, Ghaziabad, and have nw finished 2 trimesters. I did well in the first trimester and i am happy.
The amazing thing is, I have never been happier studying, whatever little of it i do.
My girlfriend is in delhi. I meet her every week. We have fun. Life is great.
Then comes Paris. Yea, the city.
I came to paris for 3 mnths on 9th Jan, 2009. Student exchange.
2 days in, and I love the city. Its amazing.
I realized what heartache is. Megha is not here. i would do absolutely everything to get her here. She is the love of my life and thts it for me. I am a happy man.
This city is something else.
Champs Elysees is beautiful. You realise India is 3rd World.
Wish I could leave India and live in Paris, with Megha :)

I will keep updating this thing.. J'aime la Paris. :)

There are times and there are times..

2008-03-11T01:30:00.004+05:30

Its 1:30 AM. Two years ago. I am up and dont have a care in the world. It is easy. I am up because one cannot sleep round the clock. There have to be breaks.
Its 1:30 AM, and its today. I am up, and I dont know why.
Probably because its one of those times. Its easy. But I donot realise it. Right now i do, and shockingly, it comes as a shock. Its strange, and its poetic, and i would rather that it would stop happening.
I work in TCS now, Gurgaon. I got calls from IMT-G and MDI. Soon i will be someplace. Someplace where i would think this was easy. But it aint, and it is. And it would be easy. Should be easy. But not then. Why I would go there, i dunno. but i would, cuz i wanna escape this. And the i would wanna escape that, and then the next thing, and then the next. Right now i wana escape THIS. This is just one of those times. It will pass. I know it will, but i hope it doesnt. I feel that i know a lot more than i do. this is one of those times..

TCS Calling..

2007-07-20T21:06:00.000+05:30

So, here is the ultimate bullshit then.. i get my joining in BHUBANESWAR... DAMN!!
lotsa folks got noida, but noooo, not mee.. grr... 29th august... FUCK!!

The Indian Hypocrisy(?)

2007-06-18T04:51:00.000+05:30

Balli bhai MDI sent me this mail... very damn apt fr cricket.. and indians.. and their movie industry.. and their hypocrisy.. good one bro.. i like it :D

BALAJI KRISHNAMURTHY to ME... 10:21 pm, 17th july, 2007

copy pasting an essay i wrote,tell me if it sounds too cocky or anything :D

Take one person from Indian History (any politician, freedom fighter, king etc.) who you think had the qualities of making an ideal captain for the Indian cricket team.

The job of the captain of the Indian cricket team is one of the most difficult jobs in the world. It is a job that is constantly scrutinized and criticized. In a country like India where cricket is the only thing that transcends religion, the only thing that unites the populace, this is a really high pressure job. I would even go to the point of saying that its an insanely demanding job, with almost unrelenting fans. It's a job which only a few can handle and do well. Here are the qualities that are indispensable for the ideal Indian cricket captain, according to me:

i) Must be a really talented cricketer.

ii) Must have an impeccable character.

iii) Public should be ready to follow him unquestioningly.

iv) Should be a great cricketer, and yet a modest person at the same time.

v) Should be able to handle the media well.

vi) Should never have a lean patch( many a times Indian skippers lose their job for precisely this reason)

vii) He must be stylish in anything he does.

viii) Should be able to handle petty BCCI politics.

ix) And last but not the least, the team he leads must be invincible.

Now I will assume that whoever I choose would be a really talented cricketer, hence justifying requirement no i). The requirements for the 'ideal' captain for the Indian cricket team seem impossible in a single man. I feel the only person who can handle all this is Mr. Shivaji Rao Gaekwad alias Rajnikant. In fact I would go a step further and say that it's the fictional characters that he plays that I would select.

I would not have said this a week ago, but seeing all the frenzy around his latest release, I have no doubt left that this is the one person who is the ideal captain for our team.

Rajnikant is a person who pulls off crazy superhuman antics and still has fans, not just the country, but all over the world. His movie 'Muthu' released in Japan and ran to packed theatres. He must be one of the most stylish persons in his field (albeit ridiculously to some). One thing that is common to everyone is that, love him or hate him; everybody has spoken of his on screen stunts with awe and admiration.

According to me he satisfies all the requirements that I mentioned. He has a fan following which will never be ready to look at any of his faults. So he will have a fan following that follows him unquestioningly. He is a great in his field yet modest person. When asked how he compared himself to Amitabh Bachchan, he with all modesty said "please don't compare me with him. If I am the king, he is the emperor." He has never had a dearth of media following him everywhere, and he has never slipped up with the media. Not one of his over 100 movies has done badly, if not great. So he has never ever had a lean patch.

He is more stylish than any human being in anything he does. Be it tossing a cigarette or shooting two goons with one bullet, style must be Rajnikant's middle name. Style is associated with Rajnikant in such a way now that people say "Rajnikant is not stylish, whatever he does becomes stylish".

As far as handling BCCI politics goes, this person has handled a lot worse evils than this in his movies, so this also is not a problem.

An amazing stat about his characters is that no bad guy has been able to lay a hand on him for the last 4-5 movies he has been in. Every movie he does is a huge hit. It seems to me that whichever team he is in is bound to be invincible.

The whole point is I feel that the idea of a ideal Indian captain is so utopian, that I feel it cannot be fulfilled by any person that has walked on the soil of this country. It has to be a fictional superman, nothing less.
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NOTE: nobody should hereby question the greatness of mr. balli here,, he shall be, undoubtedly, a great manager :D

Black Bess Flint ! aye!

2007-06-17T22:30:00.000+05:30

lol..this is what i got! arr arr! ;)

Black Bess Flint

Like anyone confronted with the harshness of robbery on the high seas, you can be pessimistic at times. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!

Savvy??

2007-06-15T03:00:00.001+05:30

My pirate name is:

Captain James Flint

Even though there's no legal rank on a pirate ship, everyone recognizes you're the one in charge. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.
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Jules, the Biblical Hitman (Ezekiel 25:17)

2007-06-15T02:51:00.000+05:30

There's a passage I got memorized, seems appropriate for this situation:
Ezekiel 25:17

"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will,shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy
my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."

Bad Motha Fucka..

2007-06-15T02:47:00.000+05:30

You don't tolerate shit. The .45 you carry in you pocket is scary, but your words are the real threat, especially when you decide to get Biblical. Try to take it easy, but maintain that edge of yours, which tends to keep people wary in your presence.

Take the What Pulp Fiction Character Are You? quiz.

The Indian Babu-dom.. Its never gna end, is it?

2007-06-03T02:35:00.000+05:30

U gna laff once u read this.. Its in south India, so its still believable, u kno.. but damn, in the north, it wud'v made the front page :D
We indians need to read this and feel proud. We should revel in our own glory.. this piece is brilliant.. its great.. and i am not, not for one second, being sarcastic.. where else in the world can u see such a thing happen?!
the narrator is Varun Mahendra.. he's a good friend..
note: ur gna laff like crazy.. Manipal is THE place man... :D :D
http://varunpriyankarpassportbenchtalk.blogspot.com/

All that's New

2007-04-30T17:20:00.000+05:30

hey again.. finally, i decided to write another post.. :D
well, the good ole days seem to be comin to an end.. the engineering is (finally) coming to an end. I never saw a reason why it wudn't end, but still, I never gave a decent days thought to the fact that it WOULD end, and what it wud imply for me.
I don't wanna think about it. I never wanted to. But, its got to be done. It would mean that my life is changing, and about to be changed yet again.
I see people around me getting what they always dreamed about. Balli got his dream machine. I envy him. I lose sight of my dreams. I don't have many left, and those that still remain, I am clinging onto by the shadow of a thread.
Its all coming to an end. Baby went back home. Not that he wud be unbearably missed, but he was a good friend. He was there when we were loiterin arnd, gettin bored, doin nuthin... Its a sign. All things good end. All things bad end too.. But somehow, this never gives me hope.

Megha will be comin to delhi in July. For 2 years. Thats the next event in my life. I hate it, and i dont want to, but i live my life as a series of events. It sucks. Gives u nuthn to do in between. And during the event u r far too busy to enjoy it.
Before july, m goin to Manipal, for the Final Sem. The final report.
And then i m goin to kuwait fr 3 weeks. I dun wna go. But then megzie is cmin in July.
Everything looks bright :)
For a change, after a long long time, i WANT to be happy.
For the moment though, i m not. but the hope keeps me going.
:)

Dream Machine anyone?

2007-02-04T03:31:00.000+05:30

Gallardo - The Fighting Bull From Spain

The Gallardo

Ferruccio Lamborghini – born under the zodiac sign of Taurus – when he founded the famous super car company, that since then bears his name, gave to it the symbol of the fighting bull.

Later, in the ’60 decade, when the Miura was introduced, he named the car after a famous bull’s race, and this practice became a tradition for the House of the Bull.

Honoring this tradition, the Management of Automobili Lamborghini have decided to baptize their latest model with the name of a fighting bull’s breed: the Gallardo (pron.: ga:yardo). Most people probably are not aware that the origins of the fighting bull proceed from five main breeds, that is: Cabrera, Navarra, Vasquena, Vistahermosa and Gallardo.

The Gallardo breed was created in the XVIII century. It draws its name from Francisco Gallardo and his brothers – cattle breeders at (of the) Santa Maria (Cadiz) – who, thanks to the good results obtained by their bulls’ behavior in the arena, reached a considerable prestige in the most important plazas de toros.

Gallardo Model Year 2006

The technical modifications made to the Gallardo Spyder and Gallardo SE also apply to the Gallardo Model Year 2006.

Thanks to an increased engine power of 520 bhp and lower ratio gears, the Gallardo MY 06 can reach a top speed of 196 mph and accelerate from 0 to 62 mph in 4 seconds.

Equipment levels have also been enhanced and include such items as the new Lamborghini Multimedia System (CD-changer, MP3 player and radio), new colors for the interior trim, a non-smoking version (where the cigar lighter is replaced by a 12V socket).

There are also three new colors to choose from: these are Verde Faunus (green), Blu Fontus (blue) and Grigio Proteus (grey). Some changes have been made to the existing color range: Rosso Leto replaces Rosso Metis (red) and Nero Serapis replaces Nero Osyris (black).

There are also new colors for the interior leather: Arancio Leonis (orange) replaces "Mira" and Rosso Centaurus (red) replaces Rosso Mysia (red).

Optional equipment for the Gallardo 06 inclu

2006-11-29T23:56:00.000+05:30

Okay, this is plagiarised from Balliz blog.. sorry balli... had to..

i came upon this interesting read..al agnostics for sure wil enjoy reading it..

i wil post the whole content here,as it may be removed from the site..

This work is licensed by Harry Stottle (2000-05) under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.5 License.

Talking to God...

I met god the other day.

I know what you’re thinking. How the hell did you know it was god?

Well, I’ll explain as we go along, but basically he convinced me by having all, and I do mean ALL, the answers. Every question I flung at him he batted back with a plausible and satisfactory answer. In the end, it was easier to accept that he was god than otherwise.

Which is odd, because I’m still an atheist and we even agree on that!

It all started on the 8.20 back from Paddington. Got myself a nice window seat, no screaming brats or drunken hooligans within earshot. Not even a mobile phone in sight. Sat down, reading the paper and in he walks.

What did he look like?

Well not what you might have expected that’s for sure. He was about 30, wearing a pair of jeans and a "hobgoblin" tee shirt. Definitely casual. Looked like he could have been a social worker or perhaps a programmer like myself.

‘Anyone sitting here?’ he said.

‘Help yourself’ I replied.

Sits down, relaxes, I ignore and back to the correspondence on genetic foods entering the food chain…

Train pulls out and a few minutes later he speaks.

‘Can I ask you a question?’

Fighting to restrain my left eyebrow I replied ‘Yes’ in a tone which was intended to convey that I might not mind one question, and possibly a supplementary, but I really wasn’t in the mood for a conversation. ..

‘Why don’t you believe in god?’

The Bastard!

I love this kind of conversation and can rabbit on for hours about the nonsense of theist beliefs. But I have to be in the mood! It's like when a jehova’s witness knocks on your door 20 minutes before you’re due to have a wisdom tooth pulled. Much as you'd really love to stay… You can’t even begin the fun. And I knew, if I gave my standard reply we’d still be arguing when we got to Cardiff. I just wasn’t in the mood. I needed to fend him off.

But then I thought ‘Odd! How is this perfect stranger so obviously confident – and correct – about my atheism?’ If I’d been driving my car, it wouldn’t have been such a mystery. I’ve got the Darwin fish on the back of mine – the antidote to that twee christian fish you see all over. So anyone spotting that and understanding it would have been in a position to guess my beliefs. But I was on a train and not even wearing my Darwin "Evolve" tshirt that day. And ‘The Independent’ isn’t a registered flag for card carrying atheists, so what, I wondered, had given the game away.

‘What makes you so certain that I don’t?’

‘Because’, he said, ‘ I am god – and you are not afraid of me’

You’ll have to take my word for it of course, but there are ways you can deliver a line like that – most of which would render the speaker a candidate for an institution, or at least prozac. Some of which could be construed as mildly amusing.

Conveying it as "indifferent fact" is a difficult task but that’s exactly how it came across. Nothing in his tone or attitude struck me as even mildly out of place with that statement. He said it because he believed it and his rationality did not appear to be drug induced or the result of a mental breakdown.

‘And why should I believe that?’

‘Well’ he said, ‘why don’t you ask me a few questions. Anything you like, and see if the answers satisfy your sceptical mind?’

This is going to be a short conversation after all, I thought.

‘Who am I?’

‘Stottle. Harry Stottle, born August 10 1947, Bristol, England. Father Paul, Mother Mary. Educated Duke of Yorks Royal Military School 1960 67, Sandhurst and Oxford, PhD in Exobiology, failed rock singer, full time trade union activist for 10 years, latterly self employed computer programmer, web author and aspiring philosopher. Married to Michelle, American citizen, two children by a previous marriage. You’re returning home after what seems to have been a successful meeting with an investor interested in your proposed product tracking anti-forgery software and protocol and you ate a full english breakfast at the hotel this morning except that, as usual, you asked them to hold the revolting english sausages and give you some extra bacon. ‘

He paused

‘You’re not convinced. Hmmm… what would it take to convince you?’

'oh right! Your most secret password and its association'

A serious hacker might be able to obtain the password, but no one else and I mean

NO ONE

knows its association.

He did.

So how would you have played it?

I threw a few more questions about relatively insignificant but unpublicised details of my life (like what my mother claims was the first word I ever spoke – apparently "armadillo"! (Don't ask…)) but I was already pretty convinced. I knew there were only three possible explanations at this point.

Possibility One was that I was dreaming or hallucinating. Nobody’s figured out a test for that so, at the time I think that was my dominant feeling. It did not feel real at the time. More like I was in a play. Acting my lines. Since the event, however, continuing detailed memories of it, together with my contemporaneous notes, remain available, so unless the hallucination has continued to this day, I am now inclined to reject the hallucination hypothesis. Which leaves two others.

He could have been a true telepath. No documented evidence exists of anyone ever having such profound abilities to date but it was a possibility. It would have explained how he could know my best-kept secrets. The problem with that is that it doesn’t explain anything else! In particular it doesn’t account for the answers he proceeded to give to my later questions.

As Sherlock Holmes says, when you’ve eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

Good empiricist, Sherlock.

I was forced to accept at least the possibility that this man was who he claimed to be.

So now what do you do?

Well, I’ve always known that if I met god I would have a million questions for him, so I thought, ‘why not?’ and proceeded with what follows. You’ll have to allow a bit of licence in the detail of the conversation. This was, shall we say, a somewhat unusual occurrence, not to mention just a BIT weird! And yes I was a leetle bit nervous! So if I don’t get it word perfect don’t whinge! You’ll get the gist I promise.

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‘Forgive me if it takes me a little time to get up to speed here, but it's not everyday I get to question a deity’

‘The Deity’ he interrupted.

‘ooh. Touchy!’ I thought.

‘Not really – just correcting the image’

Now That takes some getting used to!

I tried to get a grip on my thoughts, with an internal command - ‘Discipline Harry. You’ve always wanted to be in a situation like this, now you’re actually in it, you mustn’t go to pieces and waste the opportunity of a lifetime’

‘You won’t’ he said.

Tell you! That’s the bit that made it feel unreal more than anything else - this guy sitting across the table and very obviously accurately reading my every thought. It's like finding someone else's hand inside your trouser pocket!

Nevertheless, something made me inclined to accept the invasion, I had obviously begun to have some confidence in his perception or abilities, so I distinctly remember the effect of his words was that I suddenly felt deeply reassured and completely relaxed. As he had no doubt intended. Man must have an amazing seduction technique!

So then we got down to business…

‘Are you human?’

‘No’

‘Were you, ever?’

‘No, but similar, Yes’

‘Ah, so you are a product of evolution?’

‘Most certainly – mainly my own’

‘and you evolved from a species like ours, dna based organisms or something equally viable?’

‘Correct’

‘so what, exactly, makes you god?’

‘I did’

‘Why?’

‘Seemed like a good idea at the time’

‘and your present powers, are they in any way similar to what the superstitious believers in my species attribute to you?’

‘Close enough. ’

‘So you created all this, just for us?’

‘No. Of course not’

‘But you did create the Universe?’

‘This One. Yes’

‘But not your own?’

‘This is my own!’

‘You know what I mean!’

‘You can’t create your own parents, so No’

‘So let me get this straight. You are an entirely natural phenomenon.’

‘Entirely’

‘Arising from mechanisms which we ourselves will one day understand and possibly even master?’

‘subject to a quibble over who "we ourselves" may be, but yes’

‘meaning that if the human race doesn’t come up to the mark, other species eventually will?’

‘in one.’

‘and how many other species are there already out there ahead of us?’

‘surprisingly few. Less than fourteen million’

‘FEW!?’

‘Phew!’

‘And how many at or about our level?’

‘currently a little over 4 ½ billion’

‘so our significance in the universe at present is roughly equivalent to the significance of the average Joe here on planet Earth in his relation to the human race?’

‘a little less. Level One, the level your species has reached, begins with the invention of the flying machine. I define the next level in terms your Sci Fi Author Isaac Asimov has already grasped. It is reached when you achieve control of your own primary – the Sun. What Asimov calls a Type I technology. Humanity is only just into the flying machine phase, so as you can imagine, on that scale, the human race is somewhat near the bottom of the level one pack’

‘and all these species are your children?’

‘I like to think of them that way’

‘and the point?’

‘at its simplest, "Life Must Go On". My personal motivation is the desire for conversation. Once you’ve achieved my level, you cease to be billions of separate entities and become one ecstatic whole. A single entity that cannot die, however advanced, or perhaps, more accurately, because it is so advanced, will get lonely and even a trifle bored! I seem to be the first. I do not intend to be the last’

‘so you created a Universe which is potentially capable of producing another god like yourself?’

‘The full benefit will be temporary, but like most orgasms, worth it.’

‘this being the moment when our new god merges with you and we become one again?’

‘don’t play it down, that’s the ecstatic vision driving us all, me included – and when it happens the ecstasy lasts several times longer than this universe has already existed. Believe me, it really is worth the effort.’

‘Yes, I think I can see the attractions of a hundred billion year long orgasm’

‘and humans haven’t even begun to know how to really enjoy the orgasms they are already capable of. Wait till you master that simple art!’

‘So it's all about sex is it?’

‘Ecstasy is merely a reward for procreating, it is what makes you want to do it. This is necessary, initially, to promote biological evolution. However once you’ve completed that stage and no longer require procreation, you will learn that ecstasy can be infinitely more intense than anything offered by sex’

‘Sounds good to me!'

'How direct is your involvement in all this? Did you just light the fuse which set off the big bang and stand back and watch? Or did you have to plant the seeds on appropriately fertile planets?’

‘The seeds evolved in deep space, purely as a result of the operations of the laws of physics and chemistry which your scientists have begun to attain a reasonable grasp of. Yes I triggered the bang and essentially became dormant for nearly 5 billion years. That’s how long it took the first lifeforms to emerge. That places them some 8 billion years ahead of you. The first intelligent species are now 4.3 billion years ahead of you. Really quite advanced. I can have deeply meaningful conversations with them. And usually do. In fact I am as we speak’

‘So then what?’

‘Do I keep a constant vigil over every move you make? Not in the kind of prying intrusive sense that some of you seem to think. Let's say I maintain an awareness of what's going on, at a planetary level. I tend only to focus on evolutionary leaps. See if they’re going in the right direction’

‘And if they’re not?’

‘Nothing. Usually’

‘Usually?’

‘Usually species evolving in the wrong direction kill themselves off or become extinct for other reasons’

‘Usually?’

‘There have been one or two cases where a wrong species has had the potential of becoming dominant at the expense of a more promising strain’

‘Let me guess. Dinosaurs on this planet are an example. Too successful. Suppressed the development of mammals and were showing no signs of developing intelligence. So you engineered a little corrective action in the form of a suitably selected asteroid’

‘Perceptive. Almost correct. They were showing signs of developing intelligence, even co-operation. Study your velocirapters. But far too predatory. Incapable of ever developing a "respect" for other life forms. It takes carrying your young to promote the development of emotional attachment to other animals. Earth reptiles aren’t built for that. The mammals who are, as you rightly say, couldn’t get a foothold against such mighty predators. You’ve now reached the stage where you could hold your own even against dinosaurs, but that’s only been true for about a thousand years, you wouldn’t have stood a chance 2 million years ago, so the dinosaurs had to go. They were, however, far too well balanced with the ecology of the planet, and never developed technology, so they weren’t going to kill themselves off in a hurry. Regrettably, I had to intervene.’

‘Regrettably?’

‘They were a beautiful and stunningly successful life form. One doesn’t destroy such things without a qualm.’

‘But at that stage how could you know that a better prospect would arise from the ashes?’

‘I didn’t. But the probability was quite high.’

‘and since then, what other little tweaks have you been responsible for in our development?’

‘None whatsoever. I set an alarm for the first sign of aerial activity, as I usually do. Leonardo looked promising for a while, but not until the Montgolfier brothers did I really begin to take an interest. That registered you as a level one intelligent species’

‘So Jesus of Nazareth, Moses, Mohammed…’

‘hmmm… sadly misguided I’m afraid. Anyone capable of communicating with their own cells will dimly perceive me – and all other life as being connected in a strictly quantum sense, but interpreting that vision as representing something supernatural and requiring obeisance is somewhat wide of the mark. And their followers are all a bit too obsessive and religious for my liking. It's no fun being worshipped once you stop being an adolescent teenager. Having said that, it's not at all unusual for developing species to go through that phase. Until they begin to grasp how much they too can shape their small corner of the universe, they are in understandable awe of an individual dimly but correctly perceived to be responsible for the creation of the whole of that universe. Eventually, if they are to have any hope of attaining level two, they must grow out of it and begin to accept their own power and potential. It's very akin to a child’s relationship with its parents. The awe and worship must disappear before the child can become an adult. Respect is not so bad as long as it's not overdone. And I certainly respect all those species who make it that far. It’s a hard slog. I know. I've been there.’

‘You’ve been watching us since the Montgolfiers, when was that? 1650s?’

‘Close. 1783’

‘Well, if you’ve been watching us closely since then, what your average citizen is going to want to know is why you haven’t intervened more often. Why, if you have that sort of power, did you allow such incredible suffering and human misery?’

‘It seems to be necessary.’

‘NECESSARY??!!’

‘Without exception, intelligent species who gain dominance over their planet do so by becoming the most efficient predators. There are many intelligent species who do not evolve to dominate their planet. Like your dolphins, they adapt perfectly to the environment rather than take your course, which is to manipulate the environment. Unfortunately for the dolphin, his is a dead end. He may outlive the human race but will never escape the bounds of planet earth - not without your help at any rate. Only those who can manipulate the world they live in can one day hope to leave it and spread their seed throughout the universe.

Unlike the adaptors, who learn the point of cooperation fairly early on, manipulators battle on. And, once all lesser species have been overcome, they are so competitive and predatory that they are compelled to turn in on themselves. This nearly always evolves into tribal competition in one form or another and becomes more and more destructive - exactly like your own history. However this competition is vital to promote the leap from biological to technological evolution.

You need an arms race in order to make progress.

Your desire to dominate fuels a search for knowledge which the adaptors never require. And although your initial desire for knowledge is selfish and destructive, it begins the development of an intellectual self awareness, a form of higher consciousness, which never emerges in any other species. Not even while they are experiencing it, for example, can the intelligent adaptors - your dolphins - express the concepts of Love or Time.

Militarisation and the development of weapons of mass destruction are your first serious test at level one. You're still not through that phase, though the signs are promising. There is no point whatsoever in my intervening to prevent your self-destruction. Your ability to survive these urges is a crucial test of your fitness to survive later stages. So I would not, never have and never will intervene to prevent a species from destroying itself. Most, in fact, do just that.’

‘And what of pity for those have to live through this torment?’

‘I can’t say this in any way that doesn’t sound callous, but how much time do you spend worrying about the ants you run over in your car? I know it sounds horrendous to you, but you have to see the bigger picture. At this stage in human development, you’re becoming interesting but not yet important.’

'ah but I can't have an intelligent conversation with an ant'

'precisely'

‘hmm… as you know, humans won’t like even to attempt to grasp that perspective. How can you make it more palatable?’

‘Why should I? You don’t appear to have any trouble grasping it. You’re by no means unique. And in any case, once they begin to understand what's in it for them, they’ll be somewhat less inclined to moan. Eternal life compensates for most things.’

‘So what are we supposed to do in order to qualify for membership of the universal intelligentsia?’

‘Evolve. Survive’

‘Yes, but how?’

‘Oh, I thought you might have got the point by now. "How" is entirely up to you. If I have to help, then you’re a failure. All I will say is this. You’ve already passed a major hurdle in learning to live with nuclear weapons. It's depressing how many fail at that stage.’

‘Is there worse to come?’

‘Much’

‘Genetic warfare for instance?

‘Distinct Possibility’

‘and the problem is… that we need to develop all these technologies, acquire all this dangerous knowledge in order to reach level two. But at any stage that knowledge could also cause our own destruction’

‘If you think the dangers of genetic warfare are serious, imagine discovering a secret thought or program, accessible to any intelligent individual, which, if abused, will eliminate your species instantly. If your progress continues as is, then you can expect to discover that particular self-destruct mechanism in less than a thousand years. Your species has got to grow up considerably before you can afford to make that discovery. And if you don’t make it, you will never leave your Solar System and join the rest of the sapient species on level two.’

’14 Million of them’

‘Just under’

'Will there be room for us?'

'it’s a big place'

‘and, for now, how should we mere mortals regard you then?’

‘like an older brother or sister. Of course I know more than you do. Of course I’m more powerful than you. I’ve been alive longer. But I’m not "better" than you. Just more developed. Just what you might become’

‘so we’re not obliged to "please" you or follow your alleged guidelines or anything like that?’

‘absolutely not. Never issued a single guideline in the lifetime of this Universe. Have to find your own way out of the maze. And one early improvement is to stop expecting me - or anyone else - to come and help you out.'

'I suppose that is a guideline of sorts, so there goes the habit of a lifetime! '

'Seriously though, species who hold on to religion past its sell-by date tend to be most likely to self destruct. They spend so much energy arguing about my true nature, and invest so much emotion in their wildly erroneous imagery that they end up killing each other over differences in definitions of something they clearly haven’t got a clue about. Ludicrous behaviour, but it does weed out the weaklings.’

‘Why me? Why pick on an atheist of all people? Why are you telling me all this? And why Now?’

‘Why You? Because can accept my existence without your ego caving in and grovelling like a naughty child. '

'Can you seriously imagine how the Pope would react to the reality of my existence?! If he really understood how badly wrong he and his church have been, how much of the pain and suffering you mentioned earlier has been caused by his religion, I suspect he'd have an instant coronary! Or can you picture what it would be like if I appeared "live" simultaneously on half a dozen tele-evangelist propaganda shows. Pat Robertson would wet himself if he actually understood who he was talking to.

Conversely, your interest is purely academic. You've never swallowed the fairy tale but you've remained open to the possibility of a more advanced life form which could acquire godlike powers. You’ve correctly guessed that godhood is the destiny of life. You have shown you can and do cope with the concept. It seemed reasonable to confirm your suspicions and let you do what you will with that information.

You can and will publish this conversation on the web, where it will sow an important seed. Might take a couple of hundred years to germinate, but, eventually, it will germinate.

Why Now? Well partly because both you and the web are ready now. But chiefly because the human race is reaching a critical phase. It goes back to what we were saying about the dangers of knowledge. Essentially your species is becoming aware of that danger. When that happens to any sapient species, the future can take three courses.

Many are tempted to avoid the danger by avoiding the knowledge. Like the adaptors, they are doomed to extinction. Often pleasantly enough in the confines of their own planet until either their will to live expires or their primary turns red giant and snuffs them out.

A large number go on blindly acquiring the knowledge and don't learn to restrain their abuse. Their fate is sealed somewhat more quickly of course, when Pandora’s box blows up in their faces.

The only ones who reach level two are those who learn to accept and to live with their most dangerous knowledge. Each and every individual in such a species must eventually become capable of destroying their entire species at any time. Yet they must learn to control themselves to the degree that they can survive even such deadly insight. And frankly, they’re the only ones we really want to see leaving their solar systems. Species that haven’t achieved that maturity could not be allowed to infect the rest of the universe, but fortunately that has never required my intervention. The knowledge always does the trick’

'Why can't there be a fourth option - selective research where we avoid investigating dangerous pathways?'

'As you can see from your own limited history, the most useful ideas are also, nearly always, the most dangerous. You have yet, for instance, to conquer fusion power but you need to do so in order to achieve appropriate energy surpluses required to complete this phase of your social development. It will, when you've mastered it, eliminate material inequalities and poverty within a generation or two, an absolutely vital step for any maturing species. Yet the discovery of the principles which will soon yield this beneficial bounty could, had you abused them, have ended your attempt at civilisation.

Similarly, you will shortly be able to conquer biological diseases and even engineer yourselves to be virtually fault free. Your biological life spans will double or treble within the next hundred years and your digital lifespans will become potentially infinite within the same period: If you survive the potential threat that the same technology provides in the form of genetic timebombs, custom built viruses and the other wonders of genetic and digital warfare.

You simply can't have the benefits without taking the risks'.

‘I’m not sure I understand my part in this exercise. I just publish this conversation on the web and everything will be alright?’

‘Not necessarily. Not that easy I’m afraid. To start with, who’s going to take this seriously? It will just be seen as a mildly amusing work of fiction. In fact, your words and indeed most of your work will not be understood or appreciated until some much more advanced scholars develop the ideas you are struggling to express and explain them somewhat more competently. At which point the ideas will be taken up en masse and searches will be undertaken of the archives. They will find this work and be struck by its prescience. You won’t make the Einstein grade, but you might manage John the Baptist!

This piece will have no significance whatsoever if humanity doesn’t make certain key advances in the next couple of centuries. And this won’t help you make those advances. What it will do is help you recognise them’

'can I ask what those advances may be?'

'I think you know. But yes - although you are at level one, there are several distinct phases which evolving species pass through on their way to level two. The first, as we've discussed, is the invention of the flying machine. The next significant phase is the development of the thinking machine.

At your present rate of progress, you are within a few decades of achieving that goal. It marks your first step on the path of technological evolution. Mapping the human genome is another classic landmark, but merely mapping it is a bit like viewing the compiled code in a dos executable. It's just meaningless gibberish, although with a bit of hacking here and there, you might correctly deduce the function of certain stretches of code.

What you really need to do is 'reverse engineer' the dna code. You have to figure out the grammar and syntax of the language. Then you will begin the task of designing yourselves. But that task requires the thinking machine'

‘You say you avoid intervention. But doesn’t this conversation itself constitute intervention – even if people alive now completely ignore it?’

‘Yes. But it's as far as I’m prepared to go. Its only effect is to confirm, if you find it, that you are on the right path. It is still entirely up to you to navigate the dangers on that path and beyond.’

'But why bother even with that much? Surely it's just another evolutionary hurdle. We're either fit enough or not…'

'In many ways the transition to an information species is the most traumatic stage in evolution. Biological intelligences have a deeply rooted sense of consciousness only being conceivable from within an organic brain. Coming to terms with the realisation that you have created your successor, not just in the sense of mother and child, but in the collective sense of the species recognising it has become redundant, this paradigm shift is, for many species, a shift too far. They baulk at the challenge and run from this new knowledge. They fail and become extinct. Yet there is nothing fundamentally wrong with them - it is a failure of the imagination.

I hope that if I can get across the concept that I am a product of just such evolution, it may give them the confidence to try. I have discussed this with the level two species and the consensus is that this tiny prod is capable of increasing the contenders for level two without letting through any damaging traits. It has been tried in 312 cases. The jury is still out on its real benefits although it has produced a 12% increase in biological species embracing the transition to information species.

‘Alright, so what if everyone suddenly took it seriously and believed every word I write? Wouldn’t that constitute a somewhat more drastic intervention?’

‘Trust me. They wont’

'and so it's still the case, that, should another asteroid happen to be heading our way, you will do nothing to impede it on our behalf?'

'I'm confident you will pass that test. And now my friend, the interview is over, you have asked me a number of the right questions, and I’ve said what I came to say, so I’ll be going now. It has been very nice to meet you - you're quite bright. For an ant!’ He twinkled.

‘Just one final, trivial question, why do you appear to me in the form of a thirty something white male?’

‘have I in any way intimidated or threatened you?’

‘No’

‘Do you find me sexually attractive?’

‘er No!’

‘So figure it out for yourself…’

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2006-10-17T15:42:00.000+05:30

This sport is a matter of Life and Death.

No, it's much more than that..

One Man,One Passion, One Life !

Michael Forever..

Vrooooom....

2006-10-17T04:26:00.000+05:30

This post is for Michael Schumacher, the Best Pilot Born Ever..
He caught my attention back in 2001.. when i really started getting bored with all the attention grabbing techniques cricket was using.. and for god's sakes, only 11 cricket playing nations! Football was the immediate winner, Manchester United caught my fancy, and I have been a fan ever since.. The Beckham days, then the pair of Nistelrooy and Scholes... Rooney coming in.. Giggs always there... Ferdinand the tall bald wall.. and the ever sensational Ronaldo..
but, i lose sense of direction... its F1 which is the point here..
Michael Schumacher.
He drove like the king of the road, the God behind the wheel.. He drove, and nobody came close.. for all the things he did (damon hill, jacques vilneuve, senna), I loved him all the more... he wus ruthless on track... and a silent marauder off it.. U rarely see him in a public display of emotion ( but i saw a great vid where he cried in the press conf. when he equalled senna's record of 41 victories).. (and also one when he barged into mclarens pit aftr an accident with vilneuve).. and he had this ability to tell you whose daddy..
The domination years were over, n d new kid on the block took over... aka Alonso... you should really see the difference..Alonso's favorite pastime seems to be.. Crap and damn your team.. ur boss.. and bitch about them... On track, he is good though.. Not the same class as schumi, but as close as one gets.. i m sure he will go on to be a legendary driver..
The King (aka Rain King, Comeback King) has announced his retirement.. made me quite sad.. but it was coming..37 years old..7 championship..arguably the highest paid sportsperson on the face of the earth.. I am surprised he competed so long with the newer kids, almost 12 years younger!
You should see all the videos of his @youtube.. makes one cringe..almost... such glory. Can a man carry such glory? without an overburdened head?
Anyways.. something for you (and Mr. certain spaniard in blue n yellow, soon to be Black and chrome) to chew on..

35 reasons while Michael Schumacher is better than you.

1. Michael Schumacher does not have hair on his testicles. Hair does not grow on steel.

2. Michael Schumacher has counted to infinity. Twice.

3. When Michael Schumacher exercises, the machine gets stronger.

4. Michael Schumacher crossed the road; nobody dared question his motives.

5. Water boils faster when Michael Schumacher watches it.

6. Michael Schumacher does not block the track; he creates a new and more challenging chicane.

7. Newborn babies cry because they know they are entering a world where they will never be as good as Michael Schumacher.

8. Michael Schumacher does not read books. He stares them down until they give him the information he wants.

9. Michael Schumacher can divide by zero.

10. Michael Schumacher’s calendar goes straight from March 31 to April 2. No one fools Michael Schumacher.

11. Michael Schumacher didn’t submit his own 35 reasons, because Michael Schumacher does not believe in any form of submission.

12. Michael Schumacher gets speeding tickets while taking his morning run.

13. Michael Schumacher uses only one chopstick.

14. Objects in Michael Schumacher’s rear-view mirror appear at their correct distances.

15. Michael Schumacher doesn’t have a bank account. He just tells the bank how much he needs.

16. If at first you didn’t succeed, you are obviously not Michael Schumacher.

17. Like a Russian doll, if you were to break Michael Schumacher open, you would find a smaller, faster Michael Schumacher inside.

18. When Damon Hill won the 1994 Australian Grand Prix after a collision with Michael Schumacher, Michael ran around the world at twice the speed of light, turned back time and gained his first world championship.

19. Michael Schumacher got his drivers license at the age of 16... Seconds.

20. When Michael Schumacher does push-ups, he isn't pushing himself up; he's pushing the Earth down.

21. Some people wear Superman pyjamas. Superman wears Michael Schumacher pyjamas.

22. JR Tolkien's original draft of "The Lord of the Rings" featured Michael Schumacher instead of Frodo Baggins. It was only 8 pages long, as Michael Schumacher kicked Sauron’s ass half way through the first chapter.

23. Michael Schumacher can slam a revolving door.

24. If, by some incredible space-time paradox, Michael Schumacher would ever race himself, he'd win. Full stop!

25. Michael Schumacher played Russian roulette with a fully loaded gun -- and won.

26. Michael Schumacher did in fact, build Rome in a day.

27. Michael Schumacher can believe it's not butter.

28. When taking an exam, write "Michael Schumacher" for every answer. You will score 100%.

29. Michael Schumacher doesn't play god. Playing is for children.

30. The Bible was originally titled "Schumi and Friends"

31. Michael Schumacher invented black. In fact, he invented the entire spectrum of visible light. Except pink. Ralf Schumacher invented pink.

32. Michael Schumacher can judge a book by its cover.

33. Michael Schumacher has the greatest Poker-Face of all time. He won the 2002 World Series of Poker, despite holding only a Joker, a Get out of Jail Free Monopoly card, a 2 of clubs, 7 of spades and a picture of a cat from the game SNAP.

34. Michael Schumacher doesn't throw up if he drinks too much. Michael Schumacher throws down!

35. On the back page of The Guinness Book of Records, it is written in small print that all world records are in fact held by Michael Schumacher and those written in the rest of the book are merely the closest anyone has ever gotten.

Thank You Schumi... I hope you had the time of your life..I know I had Mine..

Well well well..

2006-10-16T04:18:00.000+05:30

Yep... here we are... after resisting for atleast a year, I finally decided to hell with it..
I am onto the Blog Bandwagon..
Am still not sure whether to tell all you folks about what goes on this head of mine..
most of what i say here will be "blasphemous" to you.. but my answer would be.. Fuck i care!!
I have come a long way.. these 21 years of my life have been..well... given me a lot. but there is alot to look forward to..
There have been good things, there have been better things.. I have stopped believing in 'bad'. that doesnt happen.. atleast not to me.. if u think 'bad' things happen to you, i wud say..think again..
I have come to terms with many things.. and many things are yet to fall into place..but fall they will...
So people.. although i m itchin to write a lot.. i wont.. atleast not yet..
try n be happy.. it will serve you well...
......God's First Post......