Loverly Illogic
When you think about it, logic denies itself. Logic in itself is what states that logic is logical; We can therefore not conclude, based on logic itself, that logic is in fact logical. As you can see, this train of thought results in quite the feedback loop. And it's thoroughly flawed, seeing as logic is not, as Aristotle wanted to believe, solely based on itself. It requires evidence of its own functionality via physical observation.
Flawed as that was, it was certainly an interesting thought. Popped into my head today as I was walking the eighth mile of my driveway through snow and blustery wind in a beaten up pair of chucks, some jeans and a t-shirt (2002 Summer Academy of Music. I'd like someone to explain to me why I can still get this thing on). Funny how I get all zenned out when I'm trying to overcome physical discomfort. It happens all the time. Sadly, it ends up much as that first little rant-y bit did on most occasions. But, linked with something I was thinking while I was still on the bus, it turned into something that makes a lot more sense.
(Note that I didn't say anything about it not being flawed)
I've been thinking a lot lately about how smart I was as a younger child. How much more ingenious, inspired, creative, imaginative. And there it lies. The key. Imagination. It struck me that imagination is at the heart of all great things.
General Relativity, for god's sake. Einstein is constantly cited as saying that it was not his logic but his imagination that played the dominant role in his work. Feynman; Now damn, there's some good evidence for the need for imagination in theoretical physics, essentially the most logic-intensive branch of the sciences, the most logical of scholarly endeavors.
So we can draw, here, a nice link between logic and illogic; Of rationality and imagination. Logic is as nothing without imagination to give it meaning. Imagination compliments logic like frosting compliments a well made cake. Cake is good, but we can all admit that they're pretty much the most boring baked good without a nice heaping of colorful, sugary frosting (fondant, anyone?). Not only does the frosting add culinary appeal, it adds visual appeal, textural appeal, all kinds of appeals for the emotion and the soul. As technically well crafted as that cake could ever be, it would still only be a dryish kinda sweet lump of bread.
But this is the cool part. We can do without the cake. I don't know anyone who would object to eating out of a tub of betty crocker whipped vanilla frosting (well, you can have your pick. I'm not a big chocolate person as far as cakes are concerned). I know it's a ridiculous way to carry on the metaphor, but it's really true. Logic is nice, and it gives imagination a giant helping hand in the creation of all things grexellent, but unlike logic it can stand on its own and be amazing and truly interesting. The reason many logical things are interesting is because we have our imaginations to give it meaning, to give it an application that our creative souls are interested in.
Logic is a powerful tool, but imagination is the world.
So why not have some imagination in politics? The most beautiful dreams for a new tomorrow, in any scope, flower forth from the roots of imagination; from there logic can give you a map to fulfillment. I can't think of anything that needs more hope than government. Isn't that the government's purpose as a organizational unit? Are we not here to form a 'more perfect union'?
As we get older, we get the imagination beaten out of us. Imagination is childish, and pure logic is the way of adults. So why are we not happy when we're forced to be solely logical and give up our childish grip on the happy, multicolored dreams we hold so dear? Why are we so masochistic in our doctrine of progressive movement? Yeah, we're getting more technically advanced and I'm not trying to go all transcendentalist and imply that that's not sweet. There was a reason logic was harnessed. But why can't we be silly? Where's the harm? Employers know that the best workers are educated, driven, and imaginative. From imagination comes the roots of logic, and from imagination comes the proof of logic.
This is the paragraph where I'm all riled up in my cause and I kinda jumble everything together because I can't get al the words out of my -- fingers. I'm pretty sure the connection between my brain and the rest of my body is UDP. I should really write some TCP packet drivers for my grey matter.
By t3h way, I did my Analysis and Chem midterms today. Those are pretty much the only hard subject s I have, if you can call them that. I knew how to do everything in analysis, but the test was uber long and I think the only person that finished it was Robinson. As much as he pisses me off from time to time, he is one of my two peer objects of respect and idolization in the field of education, the other being my Becca. I'm pretty sure I aced the chem test, with only one or two uncertainties.
My week has been sweet
Time to use this good feeling and free time to work on what's really important.
Flawed as that was, it was certainly an interesting thought. Popped into my head today as I was walking the eighth mile of my driveway through snow and blustery wind in a beaten up pair of chucks, some jeans and a t-shirt (2002 Summer Academy of Music. I'd like someone to explain to me why I can still get this thing on). Funny how I get all zenned out when I'm trying to overcome physical discomfort. It happens all the time. Sadly, it ends up much as that first little rant-y bit did on most occasions. But, linked with something I was thinking while I was still on the bus, it turned into something that makes a lot more sense.
(Note that I didn't say anything about it not being flawed)
I've been thinking a lot lately about how smart I was as a younger child. How much more ingenious, inspired, creative, imaginative. And there it lies. The key. Imagination. It struck me that imagination is at the heart of all great things.
General Relativity, for god's sake. Einstein is constantly cited as saying that it was not his logic but his imagination that played the dominant role in his work. Feynman; Now damn, there's some good evidence for the need for imagination in theoretical physics, essentially the most logic-intensive branch of the sciences, the most logical of scholarly endeavors.
So we can draw, here, a nice link between logic and illogic; Of rationality and imagination. Logic is as nothing without imagination to give it meaning. Imagination compliments logic like frosting compliments a well made cake. Cake is good, but we can all admit that they're pretty much the most boring baked good without a nice heaping of colorful, sugary frosting (fondant, anyone?). Not only does the frosting add culinary appeal, it adds visual appeal, textural appeal, all kinds of appeals for the emotion and the soul. As technically well crafted as that cake could ever be, it would still only be a dryish kinda sweet lump of bread.
But this is the cool part. We can do without the cake. I don't know anyone who would object to eating out of a tub of betty crocker whipped vanilla frosting (well, you can have your pick. I'm not a big chocolate person as far as cakes are concerned). I know it's a ridiculous way to carry on the metaphor, but it's really true. Logic is nice, and it gives imagination a giant helping hand in the creation of all things grexellent, but unlike logic it can stand on its own and be amazing and truly interesting. The reason many logical things are interesting is because we have our imaginations to give it meaning, to give it an application that our creative souls are interested in.
Logic is a powerful tool, but imagination is the world.
So why not have some imagination in politics? The most beautiful dreams for a new tomorrow, in any scope, flower forth from the roots of imagination; from there logic can give you a map to fulfillment. I can't think of anything that needs more hope than government. Isn't that the government's purpose as a organizational unit? Are we not here to form a 'more perfect union'?
As we get older, we get the imagination beaten out of us. Imagination is childish, and pure logic is the way of adults. So why are we not happy when we're forced to be solely logical and give up our childish grip on the happy, multicolored dreams we hold so dear? Why are we so masochistic in our doctrine of progressive movement? Yeah, we're getting more technically advanced and I'm not trying to go all transcendentalist and imply that that's not sweet. There was a reason logic was harnessed. But why can't we be silly? Where's the harm? Employers know that the best workers are educated, driven, and imaginative. From imagination comes the roots of logic, and from imagination comes the proof of logic.
This is the paragraph where I'm all riled up in my cause and I kinda jumble everything together because I can't get al the words out of my -- fingers. I'm pretty sure the connection between my brain and the rest of my body is UDP. I should really write some TCP packet drivers for my grey matter.
By t3h way, I did my Analysis and Chem midterms today. Those are pretty much the only hard subject s I have, if you can call them that. I knew how to do everything in analysis, but the test was uber long and I think the only person that finished it was Robinson. As much as he pisses me off from time to time, he is one of my two peer objects of respect and idolization in the field of education, the other being my Becca. I'm pretty sure I aced the chem test, with only one or two uncertainties.
My week has been sweet
Time to use this good feeling and free time to work on what's really important.