“.. almost everything – all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.”

I believe it is by Steve Jobs.

poptech:

Fluorescent rabies virus tracks how experience alters neural circuits

Contrary to an age-old dogma, the brain is not fixed and immutable. After decades of research, we now know that the brains of mammals – including humans – can produce new cells after embryonic development is ended. We also know that experience alters the connections between nerve cells in a number of ways, and it is widely believed that this process, which is referred to as synaptic plasticity, is critical for learning and memory. 

poptech:

Fluorescent rabies virus tracks how experience alters neural circuits

Contrary to an age-old dogma, the brain is not fixed and immutable. After decades of research, we now know that the brains of mammals – including humans – can produce new cells after embryonic development is ended. We also know that experience alters the connections between nerve cells in a number of ways, and it is widely believed that this process, which is referred to as synaptic plasticity, is critical for learning and memory. 

Akin to

I want to feel the lips of a girl I have not yet met. I want to give the world to girl I do not yet know. I have no other enthusiasm that burns any brighter, than the exuberances that are cultivated in the pit of my stomach and dispersed through the beads of my sweat for this girl. There is a specificity to her that I cannot explain to you. It is said that, “He only employs his passion who can make no use of his reason”, and this is justly so. What is reason? What makes brute rationalization of possibilities so grand in our day in age? With reason, love is a distraction, death is financial gain, and emotion is worthless. To feel and act is an even greater evil. Am I mad? I cannot tell. I am young. Full of possibilities akin to the majesty seen in nature and the miracles left behind. So where is my attention? That is the key. As thoughts crowd my mind, a symptom of the age, I cannot obtain my true aim. Im overwhelmed. I am a prisoner of my thoughts, tormented, slightly detatched but not deep enough to drown. Until liberation, my only hope is this girl.

complex beauty from a simpler time~

complex beauty from a simpler time~

He only employs his passion who can make no use of his reason.”
~Marcus Tullius Cicero

Usefulness

I have a question. Most likely a simple one at that. In the vastness of the the web and every site that has come to be, what is tumblr for? Where does the usefulness , the meaning come into play? Where does the unique occur?  I notice already that it is nothing like the social bathroom that our society occupies daily, scribbling and doodling mostly incoherence of second to second life. The ” what are doings” and ”im doing this”, that vibrate throughout facebook. I cannot handle it. This is slightly deeper, encompasing much more than those simplicities. I feel as though life in todays standards abbides by those simplicities. Not advancing for anything that truly has meaning. Or to be simply put, what actually holds meaning to us in a society has become shallow. Instead of pursuing what we love, which usually requires high level of application, we tend to default to what is most convenient.What requires less application. A median. This median lacks personal beauty. In my point of view it is difficult to find beauty when one settles for less. Tumblr, simply put, is more.  So as for the question, I myself have answered it. Depth and application are the sole factors to which it is hard to find in many corners of both the physical and our virtual world~

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