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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The Ladder/Wheel of Understanding and the 10 % Monkey

Now that you are a Now-ist ! , you know what a compass is for.  That doesn’t mean that you are disconnected from the past and the future. It is your now that creates your and the other’s future

The Now-ist uses his embedded GPS, compass, if you want to call it that. S/He is one with all the past and the future

LOU

The monkey ran into the cave farther than his previous best. He came across a flight of ten steps. He slowed down. There was no need to hurry. He had all the time in the world.

He climbed each of the steps in awareness,slow and steady, reflecting over each one as to what they stood for. He felt as if he had ten heads, one for each level. He realised what it is to be a monkey. I am that and all the heads understood each other perfectly.  The babble in his monkey brain ceased to be. 

He woke up relieved that he had just one head. It would have been very unwieldly to have ten

He looked at the world outside. He could see all the abstractions in concrete.

He said to himself. ” I am but a 10 % monkey ! 

Holy …..he rushed back to the cave. Went a little further searching for the next etching on the wall . He stood looking at the wall for a long long Now.

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The cave effect

The Transformer

A body at rest continues to rust, thought the Monkey. I should get up and go. Food was no problem. His curiosity was beckoning him. He knew that he could go out only to the extent that he could go into the cave. He wanted to explore both the worlds.

He decided to go in

The Gallery was a complete work of art. He couldn’t imagine whose work it was and how long it would have taken them to complete it. They should have been working on it for ages. He wondered whether the humans would have done it prior to their exodus from the Planet. It could not be because had it been done by them, they wouldn’t have been compelled to take the exit route. How could one ever imagine to leave such a beautiful planet ?

He was brought back from his reflections by a shaft of light from far above which fell on an etching on the rock face.

He stood gazing at it for a long time and exclaimed: Hammer of Hammers!

TRFD

More than enough for a few days, thought the monkey.

It took much more than a few days. He found that he could go out into the external world far more than he had ever been. He stretched himself for weeks to find how far he could extend the boundaries of his sojourns

It was the day after the big thunderstorm. He had woken up many times during the night by the lightning and thunder. He was feeling called to go into the cave to fulfill his responsibility to the community to remain a monkey. The weeks of deliberations had led to flashes of intermittent lightnings inside his monkey brain. He knew what he had to do with the map that had taken him weeks to make sense of.

He had his etching tools. He went to work, doing his bit in the scheme of things.

He added a traffic signal to the two roads in the map.

TRFD2

He knew which of the roads, the humans had taken. He had made his own personal decision to take the road not travelled. As for the others he was not really concerned. He knew that Nature is much more ruthless than gravity and it would take care of itself. I too am that. He remembered a verse from his mom’s teachings, Thattwam Asi

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.

Pic2

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 ?