Quantum Mechanics.

Maybe he is jealous about him. Maybe he is amazed that a girl has [ultimatelly] rummaged out as deep as to enter into such a relationship-first shot and what a girl! Maybe he fears me. Maybe he wants me. Maybe he desires me but the freindship he shares with him does not allow him to carry it out and suppresses him from doing so. Maybe he thinks, I'm bad influence on him and that I'm taking him away from him and himself [his usual modus operandi]. Maybe he thinks, I'm just bourgeois, stiff, supercilious and vain a girl who will have only used him and is of no use either way-all she can bring with herself is destruction [hence he trepidates about his dear friend]; further, his afterthoughts about me can follow the she-is-fake line and that I actually do not have such a fancy and sophisticated mind that opinions and second person accounts have created in his mind. Maybe he does not care. Maybe he thinks, I make myself superior to him, to others; he wouldn't behave in such a manner. Of course.

Mirror Neurons Brought to a Halt:

Art of Knowing.

You don't know untill you dig deeper. Up untill then you treat all people equally to some extent since they seem to you undifferentiated. What it really is, is that it takes time to make a trasnition from the superficial to the subliminal layers, unrevealed deposits and camouflaged reserves. Another factor crucial is the interest [not the rate, though]. So I sat and translated...

What a Potential!

Yes, perhaps I should not have mentioned this in such public to a certain degree surroundings, and presumably it may be perceived as impertinent of me, nevertheless. Never the less, I can't help but muse about some proximic future of ours, yes, ours. I draw from memoey, the moments we shared while in O. this summer. Much as this might seem as holding onto something yet to come instead of, God forbid, focusing on the present, and consequently, dooming all those plans to failure, it is not. More likely, and the way I project it to myself, is that it is some sort of designing the future and thinking about it makes it come closer to reality. Then, I conjure up our trips [don't you dare to laugh] to the town of W. where we had the custom of refilling our fridge. The bone fires we made, the meals we prepared, especially, I think, deserve a well-distinguished place in the history of ours. There is even the memory of such tiny as they may seem things as the diversity of teas we possessed. As for the desing part yet to be, in my head, there is a vision of the house where we have 3 rooms total, one common with kitchen or so, two for work in solitude in case anyone needs it [I bet we will and there's nothing distrurbing nor bad about it, ofc]. Then a nice bathroom to that, undeniably. Either in the common room or in mine for sure, there's bound to be an arm chair, the type I'm so much fond of and for which I cannot find any proper translation. In the background, somewhat lingering there will be a feast for the senses both smell and hearing. The first will be catered by the owen, kitchen in general while the second will be indulged by state-of-the-art stereo equipment, playing be it classical, jazz, be it rock or psychedelic trance tunes. We will, of course, have a splendid garden in which we will grow the most fancy vegetables and herbs. Simply wine, dine and be merry.

Logical Progression on the Timeline.

It feels... well, weird? Kinda wonderful to have the ability to become genuinly aware of things. Mingling with the great brains, spirits, lecturers. Long time ago already have I thought that knowledge and faith can be represented on a scale. The more knowledgeable you are, the less space is/can be [automatically as if] devoted for the latter. Analogously/consequently, the more phenomena you are able to rationally explain to yourself and/or know the rationale behind, the less it left for the dark and dreary imagination to believe in, asking for no explanation and leaving it to be a case of "it's-like-that-just-because"[not that I am downplaying the role or the greatness of imagination; physical world and the know-how of the way it works it just not the best place to make use of imagination]. Of course, we use it when, and it is most welcomed and recommended to get your thoughts inspired by imagination, however, it should be used just to prompt one's thoughts as to cross the background knowledge and not to base the entire ideology on it. I am not sure, however, whether the definition of faith in this case is the same as faith perceived in, say, religious matters. I am sure, it needs to be stipulated more precisely. Nevertheless, both senses stay dangerously close to each other since the semantic field does its work [makes them stay in sufficient proximity so as to judge them similar]. Then, an upadted version of the thought follows: [g]/God whatever it is does not neccessarily have to be/need to be the Christianic God, let alone an antopomorphic [ridiculous] version of it. [another quick though: Christianity has so many followers owing to a neurobiological tenndency of humans to moan and complain that they r poor and oppressed; christianity allows them to do so in an unhindered manner. Moreover, it is a perfect monograph to their faith (christianity "favoured" and backed up those who r poor, oppressed n suffering; it seems to be like justified moaning; what better thing to ask for?). It can serve equally well when it's an algorithm or third world. Then, Christianic God, praying to him, is rather a technique, methodology of a certain kind which makes you acquire certain practices as quick falling asleep when prayin-trance. Regularilty of practice being the key and metatechnique. Same goes with when praying is used to "obtain" certain grace or any other request. You might as well believe in The Secret techniques or any other crap of this sort [yes, u guessed right, I am conveying my personal attitude towards that kind of "belief"]. All they differ in [superficially, i.e., not going into much detail and depth of the problem] is the degree of motif behind.

Life is such a great thing. It's exciting to live in this world, discover n explore all of its contents; in physics, mathematics, philosophy, neurobiology, computer science and any other I forgot to mention. Why die? You cease the most fun on demand, then as everything is revealed to you as plain as a pikestaff.