Idiosyncracy precedes ingenuity and skill.

A musician of exquisite music beyond compare-- the virtuoso, Nicolo Paganini lived a not so usual life during his time.

At the age of six, he was educated by his father in line with music. On it went with other musicians who tutored the virtuoso until he made public performances and made known his personal compositions. Through his skill and the pulchritude of his compositions, he was able to sway the audience into fancy thus making him quite famous among men.

His medium is the violin. This is a 4-string instrument no longer than a human arm that produces sound quality that would equate to a person singing. By doing tricks such as: the abrupt changing of notes from low to high of even playing with one snapped string made the audience awe in such skill. Paganini knew his element quite to have done such with a limited instrument.

His greatness spread all throughout Europe and thus having him perform in a place did the people much honor. Though all that changed when Paganini began showing crudeness of behaviour. Having taken for granted his innate skill for music, he had been quite a bastard for some time. It even reached to a point where critics disapproved of him through a composition that he made. There had been talks that this virtuoso had been possessed by the devil as the music in question was full of tissonants and trills that gave the picture of endless burining of hell and evil. Paganini then compromised but his crude behaviour had forever tainted the minds of the people like a stain of indellible ink on white cloth.

In modern times where greatness, ingenuity and skill are still monopolized by a certain few as many are encourage to develop their skills, it had been inevitable that people develop a rather crude behaviour towards others who have not the skill that the other has. In Paganini's case, he was able to acquire gold, greatness and glory through his skill though there was no surerity that he lived a satisfied life. Humility does go a long way in achieving true happiness.

Ah, wonder lingers amongst few who are thinking as to why a post such as this was made. Today, the students of our class were given topics chosen from the list that the students would like to write on. I was, in a sense, disappointed that I was not permitted to write about the behaviour of Paganini and how people could learn from it. Instead, I was asked to choose from two other topics that I would also like to write about. Quite convoluted issue but, I grasped that chance to write and post the essay here. It is rather worth it, it is, after all, my view.

Pleasing Sounds

Sounds varies by means of wave lengths, plays a great deal of functions but most of the time, sounds are often appreciated.

I do but wish to share something of my preference, a certain Caprice No. 5 of Nicolo Paganini, a violin virtuoso.

His is the music that does excite an audience with unusual trills and melodious harmony other composers could just dream of imagining and few musicians just dream of playing. How admirable, the play of his notes that just give an audience a sense of rupture of excitement and then bliss. Ingenious!

A statement I hope I would never say again

We have covered in the previous posts that people had been sick, it had not been a preferrable weather --yada yada and other things. And now, on to something quite new.

Socialization with certain people often makes me want to say:

"Are you insulting my intelligence?"

Ah yes, a phrase that is not commonly heard every day. I happened to have mentioned it to a blockmate and he, in turn, found the statement rather amusing. True enough, this IS something that you do not hear everyday. Perhaps the jokes are wearing thin and agitation just takes place when trying to make out a good conversation turning bad with other people. It is inevitable.

Today, the front door of the bloody classroom was locked, hence the monopoly of the use of the back door had been evident even with the professors. A professor or two had complained and mentioned something : "What if in case of emergency? ...Say there is a fire or an earthquake." Another professor made another statement: "Its either you pick being burned alive or being fractured."; there wasn't even the slightest hint of sarcasm in their statements, just concern-- amazing!

There wasn't much to recall of what has transpired throughout the lectures of this monotonous day. Everything had passed rather too quickly and seemed to have ended as a blur.

In addition to that statement I have posted above, people would wonder as to why I would say such. Please derive them from the following statements:

Whenever I would say such, please be considerate and carry a good conversation using proper and apt language. Act accordingly especially in public areas. And if ever one is to attempt to make me feel idiotic, please do a good job for I assure you that it is a futile act . That person is wasting time making a fool of him/her self. --I am not to be underestimated.

Though worry not, I am kind. Never abuse it! ü <--see? a smiley.

Moments of rest down the drain

Flu swept faster than the floods caused by the downpour. The weather has been rather unkind to students, its harshness hit the walls of schools-- colleges and universities alike with such fierceness. Though amidst the unpreferred conditions, students still attended classes-- rather studious, I'd say. Either that or they do not wish their records be tainted.

The image shown is of a game I never completely heard of before but is something that few of my blockmates played before the professor of the first subject even arrived-- hmm, I never got the name though. Ah, that does not matter. We had the audacity to surround ourselves on the professor's desk and laid down a notebook (please refer to the image on your left if you are still trying to visualize it), got a pen and just allowed the pen to create wispy lines that would mark the distance travelled of the pen tip. It was made known that the goal was to reach a diagonal displacement to the "base" of the opponent. Rather peculiar but it had been fun.

Looking at this image, it greatly reminds one of grapghs... either that or constellations.

The following subject had been alarming. We were reminded of a project that apparently has slipped our minds as we dealt with other pressing matters that need immediate solutions. Not that we had intention to put the subject aside but there are just too many at hand. Elders to say: do things one at a time so that it would wend up as a work with quality.

Ah, third subject was of an interesting nature: Immagination

-is not what random people think it is

-has concrete basis on reality

-(and) has three disorders

Yes, disorders-- normally, people would comment: "Its just immagination! How could there even be a disorder? Its supposed to be normal. Everyone can imagine." True, people can imagine but these disorders are categorized into the following that people who would claim such statement is not aware of:

1. illusions
2. hallucinations
3. dreams

Ah yes, others do not see the difference between disorders 1&2 and as for disorder 3, some people might object. I needn't elaborate. It would take too much space. --the fun in learning.

The last subject mortified several students upon hearing the loud clashing of thunder and battering of the raindrops against the windows. Fear for coming home late swept past horribly fast especially after dismissal. It was rather late at night.

That ends yet again another inane post of futility of a person such as I. I bid you all a pleasant night.

The 'uncommon' common

Philosophy was a bore today. There was a report by a classmate thus the start of the monotonous subject.

Amidst the idea that it was rather an interesting subject matter there are factors to consider why majority of the class are dissinterested to even pay attention to the topic being discussed. One was that the method of reporting was of the usual: read-the-contents-of-the-slide then explain-what-was-in-the-slide, a conventional strategy. Another was that, it was very late afternoon-- almost night when the discussion had taken place. And lastly, the weather had been horrible and most had been ill and would not take the chance of being marked absent to maintain a clean record; afterall, who would want their files tainted permanently? Do note that this post was not to put the reporter down but merely point out that today was not exactly the best of days, not that any of us had any choice.

What caught the interest of these students were the thought of:

"What is the difference between intellect and common sense? They seem to play the same role by drawing conclusions and making judgment."

"Why is common sense not so common?"

brought about by several students during the question portion of the said report. I commed the professor by doing justice the subject. Well done indeed!

History was yet another drag. The professor did not do justice the history of the Japanese Period. The last period had the same effect. Consolation for the tiring day, it did not rain on the way back home. Quite a lovely day, isn't it?

Unnoticeable falliability of senses and the mind

The senses and the mind are subjected to falliability even if they are deemed to be but not entirely perfect. The errors that the senses and the mind are subjected to are of many categories. But that is not what is to be dwelled upon today; that is reserved for another time, another post.

Yes, the human mind is not perfect. One believes in a certain ideaology and another believes otherwise but is it entirely possible for anyone not to believe in anything at all? I was said that doubt is the answer to what reality is.... Descartes did so and from such ideaology came up with the concept of "cogito ergo sum" which literally means "I think therefore I exist."

Dwelling upon the concept, it may be possible that this is true. But then how are we to prove that? Descartes believed that the mind is above matter and that the senses are subjected to errors. A rather difficult thing to argue on. Isn't it?

Of the ethereal beings

Considering that my head should be at rest, it cannot be helped but brought up:

All that was made by the Supreme Being has a soul and is an intellectual being.

Angels and human are made by a Supreme Being.

___________________________

Ergo angels and humans have souls and are intellectual beings.

All humans have been granted will.

No angel has been granted will.

___________________________

Ergo no angel is human.

All humans die.

No angel is human.

____________________________

No angel can die.

If the syllogism is correct, considering that these ethereal beings are intellectual, amidst all they know of good and evil, these beings are not perfect... for one thing, they have not the material body that humans posses. Though they must be human in a way by means of character; having a soul should guarantee that. There must be a point wherein they had undergone through errors with their thinking. If so, then what happens to them if they tire of their ethereal lives? Do they wish for an end or do they wait for a certain death and then is reborn from that thought for they are immortal? This must be an err, isn't it?

Muddled equanimity

Yesterday went quite well, although it could've gone better if people weren't too sick to come to class. Apparently, almost a third of the class had gone and it felt a bit too quiet for everyone. No matter, all was compensated by the lessons given-- there was no time for our minds to go wandering about in and on other planes or dimensions. It was back to the reality that every sudent must face-- graded recitations-- are of the least of the favourites next to the exams that would be given by the next following meetings. I do wonder, are our lessons designed to build up once again the deteriorating brain cells that we have due to the lessons given beforehand? Inevitable question.

An inane post. There is really a serious possiblitily of the validity of the idea of internal combustion in the head. I must admit, mine is horrendrously painful-- perhaps I've thought to much. Do share your insights.

neurons: brain --> overheat: shut down

ow... ow... ow...

When bigotry is at a high rate, it is every man for himself

I never thought I would live to tell the happenings of today's events.

It was just plain inferno arisen to the level of the crust of the planet-- not to mention the weather was intolerable. One could seriously suffer from a horrible heat stroke, I cannot imagine how its like living in the desserts at these times. I had around six hours of class, four subjects of which are quite generous with quizzes. Also, they were so generous of the items to be answered. My classmates had this idea that we were doing our finals already instead of quizzes. But all turned out quite well. The same could not be said for my seatmate. He nearly failed the first quiz, swore that he wasn't able to jot anything substantial enough for answers for the next to the last. But I know he'll manage-- his cockiness is good for something, I take pride in saying so. He just needs a bit of work, I'd say.

Ah, what relief it was having finished whatever was needed to be done. But one should not be so lax as there is still a "tomorrow" and a "next day" and a "the day after". What a story it shall make, a routine of everyday struggle of man for survival.

I'm in a rather good mood today for I've surpassed a trial of time and endurance-- I live without making my head go through a process of internal combustion... er.... here:

MATTER + pressure = nuclear radioactivity

radioactivity ---> gravitational build up (hence) ---> more pressure

pressure (leads to) ---> collapse of the very core of the matter --

--> leads to internal combustion = explosion

It was only applicable to stars. I'm not quite sure if it applies to the neurons of the nervous system. What would be your opinion?

The escapology from the eulogy of hypocritical morality

Question of morality lingers yet again by the corridors of the classroom; then in it goes to lecture scholars who have been engulfed by the euphoria of relief from superior knowledge of a person most full of pride by his subject matter. HIPOCRISY was the first word that came for the minds of these students. "Why make us accept and digest such words making it seem that Christianity is most superior compared to other religions and practices?" was only one of the numerous questions these students had in mind.

"Whatever is right is good."

does not necessarily mean:

"Whatever is good is right."

Do ponder and pray tell, is it not true, my ideology? I have considered that we must learn the basics first before we dwell into the depths of Morality. But then, isn't morality relative to whoever sees or views it? Its not exactly contrary to what has been taught.

To be free of this mind-boggling matter, one must first know his/her stance over the subject being discussed and must have sufficient reason as to why he/she believes so. Else, that person is to answer to the professor and surely, the professor would not be happy if the answer is insufficient.

Either way, its almost like asking for a concrete description of reality-- which is actually a chimera.

The remainder of the day had been rather fruitful. I've managed to retain several more information that I should need for the rest of the week but not quite enough to pass me from pop-quizzes.

And that is all for now. Please feel free to comment, it is very much appreciated.

The very first

I am not too fond of blogging but there is nothing wrong with keeping my thoughts in posts in journals. I believe people would agree with me on that. There are a number of pleasant and unpleasant things I adore in life. These people shall see in here if and when they wish.