google.com, pub-8136553845885747, DIRECT, f08c47fec0942fa0 Dear Future Historians: 2024

10/11/2024

Disabled people in leadership roles?

 Hello dear future historians and contemporary readers

I had my graduation ceremony!

Also I have a video that I think you'll like.

Press here to listen to the dream of a cynical optimist



6/28/2024

Ποιηματάκι (my very ancient Greek history :-p)

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ΟΝΕΙΡΟΠΟΛΗΣΗ Vs ΟΡΑΜΑΤΙΣΜΟΣ (my very ancient Greek history :-p)

Καλοκαίρι 2007 στον Αρμενιστή. Εγώ δουλεύω στο market του camping. Έχω ρεπό και σε λίγο θα πάμε στην παραλία. 

5/31/2024

Psychohistory thoughts summer 2024

 In Isaac Asimov’s Foundation, the Empire’s collapse is related to the decline of high-level education. Hari Seldon is one of the last experimental scientists. The generations after that had some basic training, but not sufficient to follow Hari Seldon’s math. They have nuclear power, but they only know how to operate the power-stations, and how to maintain them. They have no idea how to repair them. No chances of improving their technology. In fact, once entropy destroys their energy towers, they will fall in another round of Dark ages.

At least in the Foundation, they don’t have to worry much about other kingdoms overtaking them. They might lack scientific knowledge, compared to their predecessors. However, their low-level apprenticeships knowledge, and their basic maintenance skills are sufficient to compete their contemporary potential enemies.

I am watching the UK news about the coming elections, and my limited Psychohistory knowledge light up a red alert button when I hear that they are promoting apprenticeships and make universities less accessible, in a country where smart kids already must endure being bullied for understanding the curriculum! Put all that in today’s international reality. I think you can do your own math my dear reader, to realise what a bad idea that is. As for you my dear future historian, I wander what you’d have to    .

Stay safe and take care.




 

5/16/2024

I had no words for what I am

There was no words that I knew for what I am when I was growing up. 

I grew up in the 80s in Greece. My mother was attending a Christian cult.

I knew gay people exist. But bisexual wasn't in any vocabulary I had heard.

I knew autistic people with learning disabilities exist. I didn't know I was autistic.

I was just confused.


Me, late 80s

4/18/2024

Dissidents-Tube

 ‘Hello, Orlando. Please, confirm your DOB and your postcode, then sign here, before we can proceed.’ The 43Bot moved closer, stretched out its arm, and put a tablet right under their nose . Orlando had never seen such an old model before. Beep, pause, beep-beep.

‘Make it stop. Please, make it stop,’ Orlando said, hands pressed against their temples.

‘You are late for the interpersonal therapy meeting, and the one-to-one daily evaluation.’ Beep, pause, beep-beep.

‘Inter-what? I won’t sign anything before you stop that mental sound.’

The last thing they remembered was falling on the station’s pavement, while chasing the train. Beep, pause, beep-beep. A thought. T he marks on my leg! Orlando got flashbacks. One at a hospital, during an X-ray, and one in a dark room without any windows, and many beds around. They remembered trying to scratch their nose. They remembered their hands being tied up.

‘Female, 33 years old, autism, dyslexia, dyspraxia, fibromyalgia, ADHD, OCD, and PDA.’ Its voice was glitching a bit.

2/29/2024

Thus spoke Lotous

 “Someone

somewhere, at

some point... opened a book. And

 as s/he turned, or

              scrolled, in the first

page, imagined... and

              created

                                  a book

                                  a story

                                  an entire Universe. And, the

page wrote:”


Someone

 somewhere, at

 some point... opened a book. And

 as s/he turned, or

             scrolled, in the first

page, imagined... and

             created

                                  a book

                                  a story

                                  an entire Universe. And, the

page wrote:


     In the beginning was

Logos (Word). And,

Logos said...

From the beginning basically there is

Logos and since then

            says...

     ...is telling

       Stories!

The World was actually made so

       Stories can be

                told.

In the beginning it was

Chaos. Others say it was

Chronos, and others believe it was

Ananke (Necessity) that came first.

                      Others say

Eros (Cupid.) Or, maybe

Nyx (Night?)

And, one of the first

      Stories starts with

Gaia, and a few more

gods.

And then, somewhere

        there, in the same

      story,

Thanatos (Death) was also born.

And, all the

      Stories are connected with each other. And, after all

the Beginning eventually loses its meaning.

I wonder what existed before

the Beginning? Before

Logos; before

Chaos,

Chronos and

Ananke,

Eros, or

Nyx? Before

any positive,

       negative, and

       balancing force? Before

the Big Bang? Maybe,

   a Cosmic egg? (Or the hen that did the

                   egg?) Or, as most prefer,

   a god; or, why not,

   a goddess. Maybe,

the One Suchness of Alan Watts or

the One. Rather

the 42! Probably

      Nothing; or just,

there was no Before at all. Definitely though, there were no

      Stories!

 The Beginning...

Already basically, with once upon a time, the

       Story has begun.

       Stories, as we have mentioned,

are wibbly wobbly, timey wimey,

are interconnected. Because, they presuppose, from

  the beginning, and maybe by definition,

       a past,

       a background... something, that the author can build the plot on.

                        Maybe, the next generations will laugh at our

idea of one-way continuous in space-time, as much as we do on the

idea of a flat Earth. And

                        maybe, the real

          beginning is somewhere in the middle.

Where the

         Story

          begins. And, the

 prehistory is build only

 after.

After.

                  Heavy word is

After. It

always curries all our hopes, and

                        all our fears.

Always

                  Heavy word is

Always.

Them who can curry

Always shall Live

Forever


Pic by deartreehouse




2/24/2024

One

Once upon a time, Just a bit before the BigBang, the One felt the desire to become many. Thus, everything began.


Μια φορα κι ενα καιρο, λίγο πριν το Big Bang, το Ενα ενοιωσε την "Επιθυμια" να γίνει "πολλά" . Κι έτσι άρχησαν όλα.