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Once, Decades Ago, I Tripped Over The Divine
It was a sudden flash of light.... Way back in 1989. THIS is how we think! Our thoughts wander the universe, get angry, or smile. From memories, emotions and feelings that could fill vast libraries, THIS was how we focused on just THIS sentence THIS moment. A pattern recognition algorithm explained it! The idea hit me like a spark of light, while testing a Prolog AI disease recognition procedure on a Lotus spreadsheet. By mere chance, I had reversed the Expert System logic. For each symptom, instead of selecting all the probable diseases, I deleted all the unlikely ones. Reverse logic... Infinitely faster... Far fewer symptoms, instant recognition! Algorithms are merely repetitive procedures. But, this algorithmic code could still an ocean of thoughts to focus on THIS WORD.
When you opened your eyes, your mind identified everything in your room. Identified the books and the shelves from complex patterns of light. Instant pattern recognition could explain so many mental activities. More probable things managed by pattern recognition kept waking me up at 3 a.m. The list kept on adding up in my diary. The dots just kept connecting. Patten recognition could make us weep in anguish or gasp in wonder. It could distinguish between good and evil. Was THIS the fabled divine gift of wisdom to life?
The 1500 pages of Gray's Anatomy listed the functions of virtually every mental organ. Pattern recognition could link them all into a single mind that could suture an artery, while recalling a tennis match. Starting at the input level, it focused your senses. Millions of receptors flashed a magnificent perception of the world to the sensory regions of our cortex. In association regions, the algorithm identified every thing in your room. In just 20 ms. other regions could tell you that the door bell sounded happy. Object and event recognition.
The limbic system could identify good happenings from bad ones. It generated emotions. This mammalian region could drive us to attack in anger, or flee in terror. It held us in thrall. Emotions caused the motor systems to trigger actions. Hunger made us raid the frig. We went to work daily to avoid the pain of guilt. Love reminded us to pick up children from school. Hatred built the death camps. In the end, urges from the limbic system drove us out of Eden. Sadly, we lacked the capacity to be consciously aware of our emotions and feelings. They were invisible to us.
As a precious compensation, pattern recognition ascended higher. Our prefrontal regions gifted us science and logic. Those skills enabled us to understand the vast structures of the cosmos. We could sail the oceans, fly the skies and explore the heavens. Even more, the algorithm also pointed to the divine, which defied logic and definition. We sensed the order and beauty, which, like the laws of nature, existed from the beginning of time.
Pattern recognition dealt with subtleties. Great symphonies and works of art. Nerve cells valued such patterns without our awareness and fired to initiate the skin tingling thrill. Who, but the Designer, could possibly want to hard wire us to thrill to the astonishing splendor of the design?
Over three decades have passed since my first glimpse of the vast and invisible city of the mind. THIS city has many avenues linking its great palaces and temples. Those divine pattern recognition paths also lead to still spaces, untrammelled by the ravages of emotions and feelings.... Stillness makes life worth living! The great sages of the past advised the stilling of passions to empower the sublime within us. The divine stillness lives at the core. You too can live there. Even make it your home.
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