The Teacherskool…….connect

The Teacherskool…….Concept

transactional……analysis……synthesis…..integral

L&D

New Literacy > Teacherskool > Renewal
Community
Input > process….platform > outcome…

The Lions’ Conclave…………Motion……..a Skool………..for hunting……. …recover one’s true nature…SWA…bhava ……lest we keep the preys in check ……….unfit to survive……….hunters and hunted…..when the lions wake up…….Impossibility is ..a/the…..possibility…= intelligence…..gates…gatekeepers…….windows……..open …..gatekeepers’ doom…poppers..popping pills…waiting…………..for…..singularity day….in their cryogenic morgues…..others for ……………..judgement …….gates <.                             >….always
Teachers = lighthouses…..non controversial reference points….

<………>.open schools…..closed schools…><

Gates wide open ……….teachers …..parents ….go to school…….students teach………teachers learn ….teachers teach …….students learn………..grannies come visiting…….tell stories ….technology ……..tool for transformation……not dominion….ADULTS…the outcome…….process ……the product

Context…..global……local

Parody of the Commons

History…Her….. story…. < 10000 years …….hunting gathering to settlements….may the Tribe…s….community………..commons….flourish

Science is dead….sci..fi..is more scientific  Engineering……Technology…….tools…..we are the tools we use…..pace …..exponential

Predators feeding on natural intelligence………….

Integral development
Radical renewal
Super nature
Super multiple ……artificial intelligence…s
Good Country Index……where are the good men….adults… ….spooky

Culture…..India is from Venus…… the significant others from Mars….One gives……others take

Context …local…Impenetrable ….for the Western Ghats and the Arabian Sea…..Kerala …..GOC……..perfectly situated to have its own unique culture……….a Silicon Valley of yester years……home to the Kerala school of mathematics …….ahead of Europeans by centuries < 1600……..Christianity and Islam reached here almost at the same time of their inception in their countries of origin….Jews were settled here.even before…….known for literacy…….external remittances…….physical quality of life comparable to developed economies at far lower levels of income…..Garbage…physical…virtual…major concern…

The fisher and tribal Kerala ……….old ….> new commons..wiki

Method

Architecture of the ark…>the pairs<….binary……ask……….quality of questions….search…quality of answers…collect….connect…..aggregate…condense…..exposition…catalyse….attention to improvements……reflect……process is the product….the chariot of fire….flightskool…..IOS…>POS<…the personal operating system…return to the centre….journey of a thousand miles…first step is not the first step…..potential and performance…..Dasavatar….ladder of understanding…….room for improvement…. ..largest room…..waste as fuel…..metrics…iterate…..literate….prakrit..> Sanskrit….culture………community………renewal

Semiotics……Echoes of Fucho

The greatest story/lie ever told……HIS..story

There is no magic…..for the magician
Mysticism for the mystic
Miracles for …..

We make water from wine
He makes wine from water…….the…Transformer

Greatest…….dumBest
Fiction is more factual
History is created when history is history

When hunter turns historian story of the hunted HER story is born………story of Hunting Town

The civilised do not clash….silence of the guns…

Valmiki…..hunter….Ramayana….story…..
Poets and prophets follow
They SEE
Return < Sita > to Nature

Iqbal saw…….the lions wake up

Librarian remembers…the anti…librarian forgets

Books die when reading surrenders to seeing …….text to rich text….layers of meaning

Constants and variants went to battle

Who won?

Constant variants….process rules…dialogue > feasible

Constantine continues to rule……innocents and infants perish ….on an Easter Day

You have another fifty years to go…don’t you worry………… – Prof. Dr. Shajahan Shajahan

You are a Straightegist…..flat lander…..nothing straight about nature…………..your scale is rusted……thought is faster than light…..no full stops

The pendulum swings
Centre is unmoved

Return to the Centre – Bede Griffiths

Once a neighbour
Love thy neighbour as…….

Return of the story teller

Timelessness….time….less ness ….is Time…

>. 1,86,000 mps….
<. speed of thought…

Eternity ……timelessness…..eins…….one..stain

We remember Zion…….. . .

Babble………the Virgins return…..Ahalya

Lions wake up……

Build….bridge…wiki….new commons

No writing is the best writing

NotBuilding………best building

Silence is…..

Less is more

The gunshot turns into a fireball …….takes off on its own

New Literacy

10000 hrs on FB…no miracles yet….Sadwell must be wrong – Narcy

He was right…….you are on our Deans list for the highest number of profile changes…..pleased to confer our highest honour of the FB University………
Narcissus …….Procrustes

The teacher is the mid-wife to the Adult…..> expert……..in 10000 hrs………a 10% monkey

What are you thinking?

Be the Dean of the FB university 💓

Regrets ………not enough followers…..even Mark is not followed ……..repeated prompts ….

Swa…bodha…….Swa..bhava

You speak English ?

We speak Inglish…..a meta language…………,for Process (Re?) Programming…………PRP…..a language for the transition

Like Sanskrit was ……once upon a time ……….English never was….will be….post transition

What English did to my location…..ThiruAnanthaPuram……..thiru means holy….Anantha= unending …notice the similarity…..Puram= city….the city of eternity

English > Trivandrum ……no meaning..our children prefer Trivandrum to Thiruananthapuram……they are educated…

The container is not the content…….map ….not the territory

Inglish is to English …..as what……..Fortran ..COBOL ……… ………to ……Java .. Python

Something like that……not exactly tho…

Why SWAbodha and SWAbhava?

Remember the Cowardly Lion …….Wizard of Oz………………..stripped off its…….lion….ness……..fiction

Fact is………we are more endangered than …….lions…..animal kingdom….planet ………we have lost our swabodha…….swabhava…….long lost our human….ness…..shadows

The source code is missing…..for over millennia….since we began parking our faith in fiction than facts…….the great progress that we are very proud of is a regress……Darwin was right….perverse……unfit to survive…..

This is where we are now

The position …..from where we take that first step Lao tsu talked about….journey of a 1000…………first step is not about stepping out………it is about finding out where we are now………..no wonder that we were lost in the desert for over 10000 years……with or without the best compass….GPS

We took this as our invariant position in 1990 when our Dean said……….GO…..he was right…………now we know…….he lent us his shoulders……..26 years for the straights……we are not straight….egists

Invariant?
Hmmm……..lets say variant invariant…..better

The year of the Virgin……singularity……end of history

The rest of the journey……..process………Rama….Sita….yours or mine…….1000/100000/~ ……..sum…two more steps……..direction + reflection

Shankara…yana started here..👣

Wiki…….Vamana….Thrivikrama…….master of physics

now > …….NOW…….

ETERNITY….RENEWAL…VIRGIN GROUND…..walking in …with…GOD…..s…good orderly direction…..

Life…..Prana……Pneuma

The energy that flows through a system acts to organize that system – Harold Joseph Morowitz

If not mucked up by us humans 🎄

Nature

Miracle……unexplainable by the known laws of nature

Known …< ……unknown …….explainable…

Reason

A Xian ?

A…..Thomist ….Dawkins of the day

In search of the Gold standard

Living Proof

” Full of energy, 92-year-old Shimon Peres was interviewed by the paper Le Figaro in which he said:

We are witnessing the transition from an old world to a new world—the era of territoriality and conquest is coming to an end. We now have a global economy, but there is no global government yet

In the new world it is impossible to rule, you should serve

At the end of the interview Peres said: “People often ask me how I manage to stay so young. The answer is simple: count how many things you have managed to do and how much is left unrealized.

If you have more plans than memories, you are young.”   ……    – Laitman …..

List of living (working) centenarians ……wiki….> ..the false normal….true normal

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Form, Re-Form, Trans-Form

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It is a perfect sheet of Rubber, being pulled -stretched- evenly in all directions. Being perfectly elastic it stretches infinitely.

Where is the centre of the sheet of rubber ?

Now stop stretching. It reforms itself, there was a form, there was a re-formation and a recovery of the form. All through the process nothing happened to the centre. It was always at the centre.

Now make a foot- ball out of it. What happens to the centre?

The centre has shifted to the centre of the FB.

Take the FB to the World-cup. The FB is kicked around mercilessly by the best of players. Imagine its plight from post to post.

What happens to the centre?

The centre is not disturbed unless you decide to destroy its foot-ball-ness.

Is there any rubber at the centre of the FB ?

It is the zero-point that holds the FB together as a FB

The centre and the periphery are in a relationship? This is the nature of the problem of centralisation vs decentralisation. Either or is an impossiblity. It is centralised and decentralised at the same time.

‘Return to the Centre’ – Bede Griffiths

The zero-point is the source of infinite energy available at all points in space. Connected to the source, the flow is infinite. Transformation is inevitable. This is the power of the invariant position.

Light houses do not run around.

Either change your course or take up the lighthouse position.

Buddha was a lighthouse. Sankara was a reformer ~ xxxx years, Gutenberg, another lighthouse. Martin Luther was a Reformer. Sankara to Martin Luther ~ xxx years. Asia ~ Europe. Text – linearity – flat earth lasted for xxx years, hypertext took over since the 1990s.

Birth of a new species , the Planetary Human is Now.

In the connection economy, information is the commodity. It demands its own literacy (New- Literacy) to filter information from misinformation for search, connect, condense and exposition to be effective. This is the purpose of the MOS

The narrative has changed, the Alchemist comes on stage. From Re-Form to Trans-Form – NITI

 Adult  – Human, Facilitator, Hand holder, Consultant, Builder, Mentor, Coach, Team        leader, Member/Team, Guide, Nurse, Doctor, Healer, Philosopher, Professional, Transformer, Catalyst, ……………..Friend

Be, Build

Confront

Discipline

The monkey woke up from the worst nightmare of his short life. He was being pursued by a sledge-hammer and the mother judge forcing it to become a Human. His relief was immense.

MOS. The Monkey Operating System

Continued from A Lesson in Strategy

He dove for cover and ran for his life, tracing the path left by potaotoes rolling down to the beach. This was taboo country. The noise from the crowd was faint; no monkey in his ‘right’ senses would go up the taboo mountain. His second ‘first act’ of the day will not go into the story books of the old world. It was hot. He walked leisurely exploring the virgin territory on a path not traveled by any monkey. There were bananas aplenty in all stages of growth and the new nut, the game changer. There were many others, big and small of all sizes, shapes and colours. Perhaps it might become a little too lonely once he was through with this explorations. Will think of that when it comes to that. Towards the middle of the mountain he saw a ledge of a rock, jutting out. Would be a nice place for a nap. He walked up to it seeking shelter from the hot sun and found himself staring at the entrance of a cave, big enough for him to walk through. He was blinded for some time but as his eyes adjusted to the darkness inside he realised that the cave was much bigger than he thought. He looked up to the ceiling. It appeared as if the roof rose to the top of the mountain. There was a lot more to explore on both inside and outside the cave.

He found a place to lie down and he fell into a deep sleep. In the dream he was floating in the gentle breeze that came in through the entrance and the cave was illumined in a bright golden yellow. He passed through a series of high arches and on the wall facing him he saw a gallery of maps painted in bright shades. He made a note to himself. I would remember them when I wake up. He found himself sailing down to the spot where he had left his body and took possession of it . No sooner had he done it he woke up to find that the cave indeed was as he had seen in the dream with the setting sun making the place a lot more brighter than when he went in.He remembered his Mom’s lesson, make a note to yourself the first thing in the morning of your dreams of the previous lest they fade out with the flow of the day. He looked for some shrapnel to etch the image in his mind. He didn’t have to search much as .there were plenty all around. It seemed as if some mysterious creatures had occupied the cave and they had vanished from sight ages back. He knew what he had to do and went ahead in wild abandon. When he was done, he moved away to admire his own monkey art of the day.

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With nobody to talk to, he broke into a monologue

“Good enough. As a kick off, this will do. I will improve it as I explore further, in and out”

“What do I call it, MyOS or MOS, the Monkey Operating System?”

“MOS will do, it could stand for both, shorter too”

He could feel his tummy crying for food. He walked out into the bright sun.

A Lesson in Strategy

Contd from: Of Peanuts and Monkeys

The algorithm on strategy flashed through his mind

  • fight
  • flee
  • play
  • context
  • select
  • flip….

“You will win as long as you have ‘n+1’ alternatives and your opponant/s has/ve only ‘n’alternatives.”

He knew he had infinite alternatives in comparison to the crowd, for them the only solution was the Hammer.

“ I may be an elder and vote to the Council of Elders. That is no proof that I am adult. The only legacy that I want to leave behind is you, an adult in the true sense of the term. It is time for me to go but I will always be with you”

The little one listened in rapt attention. The mention of her leaving him kept his monkey mind in check.

“You are young but you are more adult than most of our elders. The adult knows what is information/misinformation. With your natural curiosity which no other species has in such abundant measure, you will almost be invincible”
“Almost, that ‘almost’ can cost me my life ? “

“This one is more important than all the previous ones. The highest intelligence is your ability to mask it. If you are certain of your intelligence, make yourself appear to be a fool, allow them to take you for ganted. My certificate of your intellgence should not fool you. As a Mom, I can be very biased ”

“Is that all? “

“There is one more and I am done”

“Why are you here ? “

“ We are here to live, isn’t that pretty obvious?”

“ In that case why do all the elders pass on ?”

“I dont know”

Good, admit it when you dont know. If the elders used this three words more often instead of using their different hammers, this would have been a more livable place”

“ Tell me then, what is the purpose of life?’

“ The only purpose of life is to defeat death and that is the ulitmate game”

“How do you make sure that one is living and not dying?”

“Ask yourself

  • Where am I now ?

  • Where do I want to go ?

  • Am I getting closer to or moving away from where I want to go.

This is the last lesson. We wont be meeting again.“

The noise from the crowd arrested his reflections. The noise level was approaching the maximum permissible limits of the Republic. He decided to live.

Next : Who owns your body ? What is your O/S ?

Of Peanuts and Monkeys

Who are you calling a Monkey? Your dad? “

I called you the First Monkey, I thought I was flattering you

Google for the First Monkey Effect or ask your mentor

Rupert Sheldrake was living in your own city”

She cut me off !

I looked at the Mac, not wanting to face those fiery eyes.

It was stuck for the first time in its life dealing with the aftershocks of my fiddling with it to use the air drop to share something with Shastri. Wondering whether to go to him or not, I raised my head to stare into the same eyes that I wanted to avoid. Is this what they mean by manifesting ?

Still stuck with your I/OS ? “

Not I/OS, my iphone six is fine

I meant your Operating System not that of your phone. I was testing you on your very own O/S. It seems you dont understand both”

Peeved. I tried a prank. I must be becoming that what I thought my daughter was calling me.

Are you the First Monkey ?

The face lit up for the first time. I smiled at my own smartness, thanks to her

No that was a long long time ago, not any more. I watched his eyes. I could sense his going back reflecting.

You know the story ?

My smartness was not built to last. This time I played straight. I dont know Sir.

There was this Banana Island which the monkeys, the sole inhabitants of the Island, had declared the ‘Banana Republic’ far away from any other land mass where Bananas and Peanuts were available in plenty and the monkeys lived a happy life. There was also another nut with no name for it that the monkeys never ate. Mothers frowned at the little ones if they even dared to look at it. They could’nt use them like scarce pebbles on the beach to send them touch flying over the waves. Their folklore had it that long long ago, the mother judge of the tribe had hammered her little one to death for eating the nut with the very Hammer that she used to call the court to order.

Then it happened. One in a pair of twins, away from their mothers’ eyes did it again. It danced and jumped around with a wanton glee on its face. The other went rushing to pass on the news to the elders. The first one wanted to have more of the good thing. He rushed to the shore with a few more and sent them flying over the water. The last one that he had decided to eat fell into the water. He picked it up and ate it.

It was even sweeter, a double whammy, history went into the storybook

The noise from the on coming crowd could be heard in the distance. He thought of his next move.

The Potato chips came much later…

Next : Who owns your body ? What is your O/S ?

Contextual Literacy

A desiccated self
 
Appropriated by priests and pedagogues
 
The elite vs the chaiwallahs 
 
A freedom struggle
 
Why do we call it the rush hour when nothing moves – Robbin Williams 
 
We thought, for him it moved
 
Standing up for 63 years
 
Did he? Do we? 
 
68 years of movement
 
All the moving, yet no movement
 
Development  or Re-development? 
 
Revenge of the underdog, Aam aadmi
 
A modified nation? 
 
Cannibals ?  
 
I go visiting my friend, the Amazonian headhunter
 
Shown the trophies – half a dozen heads.
 
I notice his sad face
 
“what is the problem, this is such a great collection?”
 
” No problem, but my brother has a dozen! ” – Jchaque Fresco
 
Have we graduated from our hunting gathering days? 
 
What trophies do we collect?
 
Head hunting new style ! 
 
Turning us into humanoids
 
A robotic future
 
Piper of Hamlin –  a few more generations and there will be just one piper and one music 
 
Are we cannibals?
 
Parents feeding on children and now children feeding on parents.
 
Priests feeding on the laity
 
Pedagogues feeding on their students
 
Politicians on citizens 
 
 
Contextual literacy. 
 
 
The dog barks, tree doesn’t though all trees have barks. Stripped of the context, bark can not stand alone, the problem with literacy.  It cannot stand alone for long. Kerala is 100% literate or almost so. But which literacy are we talking about?  If it is about the new literacy, the state might get classified as neo-illiterate!  
 
Nothing to worry, there will be even Nobel laureates depending on how we define new literacy. 
 
So what is New Literacy? 
 
The learning outcome of New Literacy is adulthood in the true sense of the term. 

New Literacy: In search of the adult

“Most people die before they are fully born. Creativeness means to be born before one dies.” – Erich Fromm

What is it to be fully born?

Raj was 15 and Herman, 35. They were walking home from the exhibition grounds, a very long walk to the Ashram where they stayed.  Herman was a priest. The boy frequented the Ashram whenever he could.  The boy was tired, falling into sleep and forcing himself to remain awake.  They entered the gates and lied down on the grounds, both of them gazing at the star lit sky.

Raj heard him asking “what is the meaning of all this”?

The boy had no answers. Silence prevailed, something sparked in the boy’s mind. “Someday, I will know”.  He never knew what was in store for the wish to come true. It was much later and getting himself burnt many times over that he knew that there is a price to knowing, the price that Oedipus had to pay for his insistence on knowing the truth at all costs.

Herman did not last long in the Ashram. He broke his vows and walked out. Raj came to know of it much later. His efforts to locate him were not successful.  Meanwhile many gods died very young for him. He had to pass through his personal omega point before he could come to a reasonable resolution of what he had hoped for on that starlit night, a journey of twenty six years.

I had fallen into a reverie of our conversation the previous evening while Raj was preparing the ground for one of his workshops, talking to the group about the ‘The Thomas theorem’- “It is not important whether or not the interpretation is correct. If men define situations as real, they are real in their consequences”, a theory of sociology formulated in 1928 by two Thomases. He was going a step further proposing what he termed the Thomas Principle.

The ADULT is the sacrificial goat, when

Master and disciple,

Teacher and student

Coach and the coachee,

Consultant and client,

Counselor and counselee,

Shepherd and the sheep,

Pope and the faithful,

are stuck in their respective positions; cannibalism and slavery are the outcome.

Every tree that doesn’t produce good fruit is chopped down and thrown into the fire. – Mathew 7.19

The disciple has to fail the guru but Thomas never failed, the  other adult in the ring of 13. The other Judas fell to greed and the rest failed to realize their adults much like the unhappy younger brother. When the prodigal son finds the adult, he returns to his father. In recovering the adult he had to let go of a father and the father recovers his very self. The church that Thomas went on to establish was built on the rock of reason unlike the other churches built on the rock of faith. Both work  but whereas one thrives on dialogue, creates adults and community the other relies more on fear, manipulation and aggression, creating a setting that  makes crusades feasible.

Dialogue is possible only among adults, where reason prevails.

Raj was stirring up a hornet’s nest. There was visible uneasiness among the group. I was thrilled to see that the group was approaching its omega point, which I define as the point of maximum sustainable confusion any group can withstand. The group will either break up or come to a reasonable resolution of the issues to form a community of practice for the rest of the programme. A few of them would form new alliances and bonds that would last a lifetime. I was here after two decades of our first meeting in one of my workshops.

Raj appeared to be relishing the confusion. We want to create an environment of community here for the duration of the programme, he continued.  Organizations are not for adults, community is. It is natural/imperative that the disciple fails the Guru – do a Judas- the mentee the mentor, student the coach, counselee the counselor. Peter fails repeatedly.  Thomas, the rationalist, is perhaps the only adult in the dozen and his bible, the only adult version of the story of transformation.  The church that followed him stood its ground   in the cradle of all religions against successive waves of Buddhist, Jain and the Hindu revival.  Disciples go on reinventing the master, do a Procrustus, and cut the cloth to suit their own different sizes.

A stage will come in every learning relationship – including marriages – when the travelers reach the fork on the road. when master and disciple turn adults or one has to let go of the other on grounds of greater love, if that is the only way the other faces the reality of the dynamics. Resolutions might/not happen. When the prodigal daughter returns she finds that there is no father or daughter.  In my father’s abode there are no husbands and wives, fathers or daughters/sons. The cheating wife is a product of this dynamics. She doesn’t want to cheat but has to cheat, destroy herself to rebuild herself. The other has to let her go even at the risk of her own death/suicide. Death is a normal risk to the human, but to die even before one is born is a greater calamity. Life will go on.

Hands were being raised. Raj paused giving in to the questions. He waited for all the questions before getting to continue with the conversation

The fifty year study of myocardial infraction is a recent example of the progressive decline in community among the Roseto. Probably we had better community prior to the beginning of settled agriculture among the hunter gatherer. So in one sense what we call progress was no progress but a decline and decay of community.

Perhaps the universe is perfect, says the digital philosopher, Rudy Rucker.  For the mystic the world is perfect beyond any uncertainty, he lives the connection with the whole and has repeated experiences of this connection which spills into his art, making it immortal.  For him nothing happens by chance, everything is a participative outcome of the grand design. Tolkien believed mythology to be the divine echo of truth. We don’t allow them to die. For them to die, we need to draw the principles they embed and realise them in our daily lives. In those days art deserts the museum walls, the opera and the cinema halls and occupy the Wall Street, virtual walls waiting to be painted.  Art is routine.

If myth is the measure of wealth, India is the wealthiest of nations. Weighed down by the burden of myths they labour more, asking more questions on Quora than others in the world. The wealth of their myths lies hidden like the Temple Treasure of Trivandrum. Unearthing hidden treasures could be opening the Pandora’s Box as the state in Kerala has come to realise the proof of the Matthew effect, (Matthew effect – Robert K. Merton) – the poor in spirit becomes poorer in health and wealth.

So what ?

Ask more questions !

More of fantasy is not the solution to the burden of our myths

To continue

The journey so far