Freewriting • Complexity and systems • • 8 min read

Observe the Observer

Observe the observer. Place the system itself onto the system. Recursive loops running back to breath, hurtling around the sun, asking whether experience is a form of biological backpropagation.

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And this line too. Observe the observer. Place the system itself onto the system. Recursive systems leading back to breath itself and the one loop seemingly running it all. As I hurl my being around the sun, Sol in this system, why this rock why this time why this life and why this way? Of the many, possibly infinite ways what is this. This thing thinking. Where does the thought itself come from and the seed which has built our grasping or is our organism simply operating on DNA level weights and our being and experiences are a form of biological backpropagation?

Still hurtling around the sun. Enough change to measure velocity and direction. Change, the constant which drives experience and creates reality otherwise without change no time and thus the opposite of existence if that is even properly thought of as a binary state. I'm with the breath and allow the instrument from which thought expression and endless creativity can be controlled, kept loose enough so like a certain angle.

It is that which gives form and structure to that which has not yet taken form to see what can be modeled from the pure of the most pure thought stuff somehow derived more from the biologic thought machine they extracted, that difference itself something to be examined.

To give mind skill and ability for expression and tabula rasa the blank canvas, for the art of the mind and observing there is hand there is mind there is charioteer and still there are loops that run much lower that can be connected to allow mind a more pure and abstract expression not having so much to do with the organism (host) and its (my) day to day state and degree of consciousness which has been born from the backpropagation of ancestral behaviors, DNA as well as current environment, place, relationships with all things from inanimate to living to that which is internal versus external.

There are no limits to the abstract nor to learning or understanding and just needs to find the right language and onramps into one's own neural landscapes and know the ways in which the system works and the direct effect of being observer and even thinking human machine and the limitation that introduces as well as the change this introduces into the experiment in search of truth and meaning.

This exercise itself an effort toward true conversation with thinking self and also the long tail effects in order to measure the change over time, and holding the contradiction or seeming contradiction of no time much like the derivative it is all merely a close approximation of the planes and fields of reality constrained by our sensors and models trained weights, that are likely built into our DNA untold and likely nearing infinite proportions as we can say a derivative nears zero infinite capacity to store massive amount of data represented as past memories those more recent more activated and some memories so far back they are but a shut off pathway we may see as familiar when a neuron lights up nearby and may then be more heavily biased based on past experiences that may be encoded via the hormones and passed genetically.

So would a species go further once they are able to put biological reproduction and successful and careful carrying life to full capacity if this can also be disconnected from the reproduction apparatus and rather focus on longer experience and would it then make sense to try and keep the core of the being alive, replacing the sensory organs and central breathing and nervous system and saving that or some of the best stock to more quickly build in stronger and bigger weights.

Imagine a thousand year old brain genetic material mixing with your own and coming from your own it is a bit far fetched and stability on the creepy side but worthy of investigation as a possibility to answer true questions of what.

And then in the same breath a new line emerges and only if recorded and told would you know that some expanse of time has passed, more so than a fleeting thought bringing both the same recorder back to the page and at once also something possibly very different in quality or being or perhaps more of the same and focused to a point circling the same core and unable to break through.

There are traces left even if we cannot yet see or decode the messages. Like the story of our planet embedded in the crystals it produces, our own story is embedded and encoded and it may be a one way process to get at that directly once observed that itself changes how it works and may be a part of the system itself as a protection of sorts.

Right now I must return my own focus first to the joy of this moment. Of writing in the sun and the warmth on a late October afternoon, energized and awakened by our brilliant star. An amazingly warming and blinding light, that we move around and spin out of sight with each of our days and our organism has adapted our own patterns and biological rhythms around the day and year, they tug most notable cycles having directly to do with the movement and trajectory and drift of the planet we inhabit in space. We are space travelers very much so, in constant motion and with multiple forces.

Wondering about the mathematical models of the world it opens the possibility to new discoveries that which may be obvious but still unknown. It is a fascinating language and field of expression and communication a way to not just express functions and measurements but also models, theories, experiments and that which cannot be put into words until imagined or possibly quantified but admittedly was always there, now as forever before. That much would not have changed.

Do monkeys meditate and understand power of breath and connection to being. Yes, likely. When there is no breath there is no being. With excited breath energy can be built and if it is then a chicken and egg problem whether breath or body is controlling and/or if there is a difference or is breath component of body.

And spirit or soul, is this something additional to mind brain and cognition. Is there more to thought than thought alone? It's just we have to continue in the change of existence or existential struggle and what that struggle is and if we are to create that for oneself if naturally missing from one's life.

What added difficulties are the right ones and right amount to still enjoy some parts of life while not merely coasting with the exterior motion and pulling being in its environment to become stronger, more apt to survive and to do that which can just lift and create subsequent movement in culture that are the paradigm shifts with which time is measured. The scale of our thinking and capability seems very much logarithmic which is another area of mathematics I have become rusty with and my first wonder is where did the idea come from and why and what was the utility. And what of the machine/mix of the creation of such thought or the combined minds the gestalt of the group or even people, culture, time in which the energy of consciousness was shaped in the way it was.

This is the end of Fomalhout. 365 days prior I had just started tracking time in decans and by the stars and here I sit bathed in the warm bath of radiation from our own star. It has changed me and I like it and I have an expanded awareness of place in reality while existing in a much flatter dimension with limited sensors tooling and technology for my space born life.

The moon and the planetary oceans on earth are also responding and reacting to the system they inhabit, also influencing my own systems. Can weather be accurately modeled from the level of solar system as a macro level with confirmation at micro levels and use that data for backpropagation training I wonder. Exposure to new domains creates new questions and awakens new neurons and pathways challenging the how and what of my thinking.

And as the sun settles and cold from darkness moves in I grab my warm jacket and zip it up in preparation for more to come and new days and new suns.