love makes you fearless,
but you fear losing your sweet love.
both brave and coward
staying but going;
love makes you fearless,
but you fear losing your sweet love.
both brave and coward
staying but going;
We live in the void of metamorphoses, but the echo that runs through the day… that echo beyond time, anguish or caress. Are we near to our conscience, or far from it?
Paul Éluard, “Capital of Pain” (1926)
Neuralink is a company owned by Elon Musk that aims to enhance human intelligence by making a product that allows access to our brains so we can benefit of the super powerful and intelligent technology of Artificial Intelligence. Kinda like a huge usb stick that you connect to your brain and Boom! you got everything you want inside. If this sounds to you like a SCI-FI book or you think that only Neo from Matrix was learning new skills, let me tell you first that this is getting real.
By implating tiny electrodes disposed like a mesh into the brain, you can have better cognitive powers and a better memory. Basically, you’re merging your brain with the one of a robot, because anyway AI is becoming so fast so clever that, as Elon Musk says, there is a good chance that humans may become the intellectual equivalent of the house cat. It’s insane just to read futurists prediction saying that in 25 years technologies will be a billion times more powerful than they are today.
One cannot remain aloof at this groundbreaking idea. Me, I am just wondering – in this case scenario – what will we do with so much information that it could actually help our human problems?
Funny though, we already got external ‘brains’ – smart phones with google and wikipedia and so much information available that it’s impossible to use a one man’s life to read it all, but isn’t it that most of the time real life drains us so much we use our ‘external brains’ just a mean to escape the real world with some second-hand entertainment?
And what exactly does it mean that we will be more intelligent? If you think about a doctor, could you compress all the books into one’s brain so that it can make the perfect diagnosis and treatement for a patient? Or you give already all the data to the patient so it doesn’t need a doctor?
Who will decide when exactly all this intelligence will eventually be used with shabby intentions? Who will be entitled and who not to benefit from this invention? But most of all, on which place will emotional intelligence and the inner spiritual life stand?
And think about just the mere human existence that we all share together: the dissapointment in love, the hurt, additction, having a difficult parent, a divorce, gelousy, infidelity, unsensitivity, the devoid of empathy and ability to sooth the pain of the close ones, going through alone parenthood with all it’s frustrations and anger and impatience, the despair, the feeling of being a failure because you’re not being the best version of yourself that the society tells you you SHOULD be – this is, the universal misery of being a human. If we could solve it easily with just a mouse click – erase the negative so that you can feel only positive, would you do it? Would it be human, after all?
And the paramount issue – will we know better how to love? 200.000 years of evolution and we still don’t know how to do it properly: how to maintain the love but also a career that will makes us feel worthy, how to not choose a selfish idiot even though he/she is beautiful and nice, how not be blinded and how to spot someone who is really proud to have you and will be there for you at worse, how to not give in when it’s becoming unpleasent and the days in paradise are over, when it’s too little and when it’s too much; what do to when the excitement dissappears and a soft inner voice whispers in our ears “you have to live your life, carpe diem, change the lover and chase your movie-like scenario dreams” even though we promised or we were promised a love that will last forever?
Will we know better how to caress someone? My humble opinion is that no matter how intelligent and what a spectacular memory that brings us closer to the perfection of a robot we have, if the emotional side is sore and sick, then our mind is just a cage – shall it be just a bigger and a more polished one.
It’s easier to love and to praise someone who is close to perfection. But is this real love then?
Photo: NA Films/ Film4/ Universal Pictures.
Romania set an Oct. 6-7 date for a referendum to change the constitutional definition of marriage and family to an union between a man and a woman, banning the legal union between two people of the same sex. The costs for this referendum are aproximately 35 million euro. The initiative for this referendum was taken by organizations that advocate for traditional family values in Romania and Orthodox priests. In some schools in Romania, priests have started to go to parent-teacher meetings urging parents to go to the referendum and vote Yes! for changing the Constitution.
Historically, in Communist Romania in 1957 any sexual intercourse between persons of the same sex was criminalized, and in 1968 after Nicolae Ceasusescu’s rise of power, the Article 200 was introduced, this ‘infraction’ was moved from the public domain into the private and the sexual relations between persons of the same sex were punished with imprisonment from 1 to 5 years. Article 200 which was punishing gay people with prison was eliminated in 2001. In the same year, in the Netherlands, gay marriage was recognised as legal. 17 years later, 3 million romanians signed a petition for a referendum that forbids the legal right of marriage to gay people.
Now, everybody knows already that Romania is stuck back in time – concerning roads, highways, hospitals, education, salary, basic life conditions, due to coruption, our politicians greed, mentality and others. Luckily, the new generations are trying to build up a modern Romania, passing the borders, seeing the world, some educating themselves abroad – the younger generations are still having a vivid curiosity about the west – we try to distance Romania from the communism and non progressive mentality. Sadly, this referendum shows exactly the opposite – not only it’s embarrassing that the country is being light years behind modernity, we romanians also show off with our blindly fighting attitude – hidden under the name of ‘proud to be romanian’, defending the romanian ‘values’, namely – the traditional family.
The Propaganda for this referendum has begun: a huge poster is displayed in the big cities, and there it’s written: “Defend the Family and the Children of Romania! If you don’t come to vote, two men can adopt your child”. Before saying that I find this stupid, I do believe that some good people that are against gay marriage might have their reasons – which might be understandable, believing fiercely in Jesus world, defending the Bible, whatsoever. People are different and believe in different things and that’s all right. But what I find stupid and shameful is the use of this absurd propaganda. What causes angerness is this attempt to manipulate. So to say, the propaganda banner induces the idea: if gay people are given equal rights to marry legally, just like heterosexuals, some two men will come and adopt YOUR child. Have fear! Stay in your cave and hide your kids!
The main argument of the ones who oppose legal gay marriage is a question – what will you answer to your child if he sees two homosexuals kissing?
From all the problems that Romania has, we are making an unproblem a problem. What will you tell your child if he sees your father beating your mother (statistics: every 30 second a romanian woman is beaten)? How will you explain your child domestic violence (75%-80% of romanian women are subject to domestic violence – physical, psychological or verbal)? How will you tell him that 50.000 romanian kids are orphans and 1/3 go to sleep with hunger? How will you explain your child that you can learn all your life and live on a miserable salary? How will you explain your child that you have to work abroad as an imigrant in Spain and Italy, that he has to be raised up by his grandparents, so that the family will be able afford a phone, clothes, normal things? How will you explain him that the highways and roads are still not built, that he gotta bring his own soap when he goes into the toilet into a public hospital bathroom? How will you explain your child that he should be different – not a thief, not a corrupt – when all he sees are this kind of people climbing up by this means on the social scale?
Instead, we’re spinning around, holding on so tight until our fingers are bleeding, with the last breath, to the idea that – no matter how shitty everything in this country is going – at least we are proud to be romanians, we are proud to fight for our values – the traditional family. We gotta wake up a bit before we’re becoming a joke.
oh wonder! what is this big love and how
you and i together became a whole new universe;
like a french black and white movie
despair is dark and wingless
the present – terryifies me because it’s a bit irreversible
and when the courtains are nearly closed
is it the other way around or
is the movie over and reality begins?
Au fost săptămâna trecută în Cluj niște zile urâte, ploioase, friguroase. Genul acela de zile posomorâte, când mergi pe stradă chinuit de frig, că trebuie să ajungi altundeva.
Undeva pe colț la str. Napoca, lângă Casa de Cultură, o femeie 50+ are niște buchete în mână și lângă ea niște găleți. Vinde niște flori ce au vestit amăgitor primăvara.
Pe Eroilor, un bătrân cu dezabilități stă pe jos, ferit parțial de obloanele sediului vreunei Bănci din care intră și ies oameni „intreprinzător”. Cred că speră să primească câțiva lei pe niște săculeți cu lavandă, habar n-am de unde adusă.
Dau să iau colțul către stația Operei, și văd altă femeie cu găleți albe pline cu narcise. Noroc cu Panemarul, că nu o plouă direct în cap.
Am un gând care îmi trece fugitiv prin minte, căci apoi mă iau cu realitatea mea: cine sunt acești oameni și de ce trebuie ei să stea la vârsta lor afară în frig să vândă ceva, orice? Unde le sunt copiii, nepoții, sau oricine care ar trebui să aibă grijă de ei?
P.S: am căutat grandparents la google images, nu mi-a găsit realitatea
TEDxYouth @ Cluj, Cinema Victoria, 16 noiembrie 2013
Am iubit si am plans la discursul Mihaelei Mirel. Am vrut sa fiu ca Anda Culisir cand sunt mare. Nu am putut sta linistita pe loc cand am primit energia de la Trupa Get Loud. Aceasta a fost editia TEDxYouth @ Cluj 2013 – it was LIMITLESS.
Am vorbit despre frumusetea de a invata si a descoperi lucruri noi.