Let us scratch the exterior. Let us make a hole and let us burrow into it. But why, why try to look inside, what do we expect to find inside.
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I am sitting in class and am being taught.
I sit and stare to the Professor as he moves back and forth, from the blackboard to the seats and then back again. There is a patter in this, the way he moves, he spend almost twice as much time near the seats interacting with the students and observing their faces, judging the class reaction and trying to make the best the 55 minutes allocated for drilling knowledeg into our heads.
But why am I trying to figure out a pattern in the way he moves, why am I not listening to what he teaches. I automatically have look of concentration on my face even when my mind is far away, so at least I am not a disinterested student in his eyes. There is nothing to understand in what he says, its all there in somebody's copy and I will read it from there, give the exam, pass the course and will be gone. But what will I be inside? Will I have changed, because of the new knowledege or will I transform the knowledge to reinforce my existing character. But what is my existing character.
***
I am sitting in my room and I am trying to complete a project.
I sit and stare at my laptop. There is a problem and it needs to be solved. Then I must go and search for a paper that talks about that problem. I must search the web for any code, tutorial or reference that will help me in completing my task. The deadline is in a few days and I have to submit this project if I want a good grade. So I must complete it and hence I sit and stare at my laptop.
But what do I gain from this exercise. I will have created something based on previous knowledge and reproduced somebody else's result. How can anyone judge my work without knowing the methodology I used to complete it? How is anything I do in this manner better than an accountant who adds numbers using a calculator? How am I learning from this and why should I learn? Does this activity change me or do I do this activity because of the way I am?
***
I am sitting in my room writing, what I call a 'story'. The purpose of the story was blurred when it started but with the writing it has slowly taken shape. I intend to question the nature of own existence and the mutual interaction between external stimuli and intent. But why do I have the desire for this questioning? Why is there a desire to be fulfilled? Why is asking questions important? What is it that I search for among the empty ruins of my soul?
Self explanatory.
***
I am sitting in class and am being taught.
I sit and stare to the Professor as he moves back and forth, from the blackboard to the seats and then back again. There is a patter in this, the way he moves, he spend almost twice as much time near the seats interacting with the students and observing their faces, judging the class reaction and trying to make the best the 55 minutes allocated for drilling knowledeg into our heads.
But why am I trying to figure out a pattern in the way he moves, why am I not listening to what he teaches. I automatically have look of concentration on my face even when my mind is far away, so at least I am not a disinterested student in his eyes. There is nothing to understand in what he says, its all there in somebody's copy and I will read it from there, give the exam, pass the course and will be gone. But what will I be inside? Will I have changed, because of the new knowledege or will I transform the knowledge to reinforce my existing character. But what is my existing character.
***
I am sitting in my room and I am trying to complete a project.
I sit and stare at my laptop. There is a problem and it needs to be solved. Then I must go and search for a paper that talks about that problem. I must search the web for any code, tutorial or reference that will help me in completing my task. The deadline is in a few days and I have to submit this project if I want a good grade. So I must complete it and hence I sit and stare at my laptop.
But what do I gain from this exercise. I will have created something based on previous knowledge and reproduced somebody else's result. How can anyone judge my work without knowing the methodology I used to complete it? How is anything I do in this manner better than an accountant who adds numbers using a calculator? How am I learning from this and why should I learn? Does this activity change me or do I do this activity because of the way I am?
***
I am sitting in my room writing, what I call a 'story'. The purpose of the story was blurred when it started but with the writing it has slowly taken shape. I intend to question the nature of own existence and the mutual interaction between external stimuli and intent. But why do I have the desire for this questioning? Why is there a desire to be fulfilled? Why is asking questions important? What is it that I search for among the empty ruins of my soul?
Self explanatory.
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