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[sleepfighter]

This came up and kept tapping me on the shoulder while I was riding the train today. So have it, and feel free to take as many grains of salt as you chose to with it--I'm not sure if this shouldn't be categorized as a work of fiction instead of philosophy, to tell you the honest truth.

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[animelily]

But then there begs the question of talent and innate ability for the mind to process certain type of information. Let's just say someone wants to be a mathematician, or a physicist, or a programmer. There are people out there with a mind for such things. They are able to picture in their head the loops of code and the path of energy and the area once you break it down into infinite pieces. There are other people who struggle with basic algebra and trig. You could argue that with enough training, you could change the mind enough so that it DOES think in such ways, but I'm not sure someone could really reach those sorts of high levels of thinking in that field. Whoever managed to do something like that, kudos to them, but highly highly unlikely no matter what the intent.

[klgaffney]

i wonder about that--the walls and how mutable the walls may or may not be. people tend to do a combination of what comes easiest, what they're interested in and what they think they're supposed to do/be (environment/social grooming). the question of innate talent is just as often used as an excuse not to do something as it is TO do something. i can only use myself and my own experiences as an example tho--i have a massive list of handicaps when it comes to writing/being a writer: i have a massive amount of trouble communicating, if i stop and think about it, yes, even the choice of making a comment and then formulating the words to make a comment and then making the comment understandable to you, and then stomping on the screaming social anxiety that maybe i misunderstood your comment, or that you might misunderstand mine--all of that escalates to the nth power when it comes to story-telling