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Why do we do what we do .? I always brood myself a question \"Why do I do what I do\" ? An another related question \"Why do I do what others do\"? And \"Why do others do what I do\"? Got confused..? Good ! did I confused you ? Most of us work daily without put off , but for what ? Many people will say for good future ,happiness and bright future ! Is that what we are living for?<\/p>\n
We like to elicit happiness of whatever we do .Happiness is the destination inevitably and universally . Do we need to ponder too long over why we seek happiness ? Not really , seeking trait is an instance of absolute truth . Doing what we do has to be contextual and appropriate to deliver success in the overall happiness .This emotion , that is happiness is the subjective reflection of corresponding evolution . Do we need to ponder too long over why there has to be evolution in the universe . ? Not really .Evolution is the inevitable mechanism of happiness.<\/p>\n
Doing what we do has three lobes of consequence . The three lobes are reorganization , happiness and empowerment . Exercise of intellect is the triggering act that ought to be oriented in the direction of dream . Dream is eternal , universal and absolute desire to be higher and better .Thus the reason behind what we do has five components : dream , exercise of intellect , reorganization (evolve), happiness and empowerment to dream higher-intellect-evolution-happiness chain.<\/p>\n
Why we look for happiness ? Why can't we see it ? Nothing good comes without work..!!Why this? Why do many people look for happiness (though we can't see it ?) to pull their work hard but for what ? Have you asked yourself ? Why you do what you are doing ? Actually , I didn't get the answer yet , but if anyone know I will appreciate his\/her in helping me to get the answer.<\/p>\n
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(-:Thank you:-)<\/p>\n"}]
Howdy true believers, lovers and friends, today we're gathered to discuss a tale both gruesome and awesome about a man who became legend of the Heavy Metal world overnight after an infamous concert on January 20, 1982 in Des Moines, Iowa, United States. You see, this man today is regarded as a heavy metal god, having being the front man of the epic Black Sabbath and also breaking off into a successful and fantastic solo career that would cement his legacy as The God of Heavy Metal for years to come, even to this day and for more days ahead. This man, who took so many drugs in the late 70s and 80s, it is a miracle that he is still alive to to this day while also occasionally performing every now and then, so shocked are we fans that we are certain he made a deal with the devil himself, while some of us are convinced that he is the devil in disguise because of his indomitable guitar skills. <\/p>
I'm talking, of course, about Heavy Metal legend Ozzy Osborne and the day that would propel him into international fame while also forcing him to get treated for rabies. <\/p>
Before we continue, let me remind everyone reading that drugs are incredibly harmful to a person and just because Ozzy Osborne snorted enough blow to keep the entire country high for a year and still survived to this day does not mean you can do the same. Stay away from drugs, it will ruin your life. Some of you are not even rockstars. <\/p>
So, on that fateful day, January 20th, 1982, Osborne, who was at the height of his drug abuse problem, was on stage giving his power packed performance when someone from the ground threw what looked like a bat on stage. Osborne, in a show of what he believed power and bravado, picked up the bat and bit it's head off. <\/p>
Live. In front of thousands of people. <\/p>
The incident would shock the world and give baby boomer parents more reasons to shake their fists at Heavy Metal concerts and say 'see, we told you Heavy Metal music is from the devil!' while also cementing the legend that would be Ozzy Osborne, a man so high and so into his own music that he straight up bit off a live bat's head off on the stage. <\/p>"},{"type":"youtube","id":"vid-url-1516107181831","data":"GeuW4Smf9PI"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516107186774","data":"
Ozzy would later reveal that he thought it was a rubber bat and he wanted to bit its head off as part of his on stage persona, but it turned out to be real and ended up biting him back. Now bats, apart from being just creepy, also carry rabies and if you ever get bitten by one, you'll need to get all the rabies injections required to, well, not die of rabies. <\/p>
So here's this dude, a man who has certainly done enough drugs to keep the entire world high for a day, biting a bat's head off on the stage - the most metal thing to have happened in a concert till then - get bitten by it, survive the drugs and the rabies injections and still live to tell the tale. <\/p>
If that doesn't tell you that Ozzy Osborne is the God of Heavy Metal, I don't know what else will. Which is why I'm writing this in his honour on the anniversary of that incident, one that would give him an infamous legacy, one that is still discussed actively among Heavy Metal fans, and one that is the first thing a person hearing about Osborne is told. <\/p>
That's how much of a legend he is. <\/p>"}]
No seriously, I'll tell you later. <\/p>
Meta jokes are my favourite kinda jokes. They're also kind of elitist but that's besides the point. Coming to the matter at hand, everyone wants to work hard tomorrow, the biggest problem that I think today's youth faces, outside of dealing with a crippled economy, a job market that will never pay them as much as their parents were paid and house prices that will probably make them loan slaves for the rest of their lives or run after renting houses once they get married or start living on their own. <\/p>
Yeah, it's a scary world out there, the best we can do is do our best to survive it, and nobody who is the best procrastinates. <\/p>
So how does one beat procrastination?<\/p>
1. The Why?<\/b><\/p>
Despite being widely talked about, procrastination strikes one and strikes all, it is the case with anyone that has a human brain and can function well. It's just who we are as people, we often give excuses to ourselves when it comes to getting the task at hand over with and that, well, that won't fly anymore. <\/p>
Next time you feel like procrastinating, stop, sit down, and think why. Why do you want to procrastinate? Is it because your mood is bad? What is causing the foul mood? Can you fix it? If yes, fix it and continue, if no, there's no point in pondering over it, procrastinating and adding the current matter at hand to your list of worries, thus adding fuel to your bad mood fire. <\/p>
So just do it! <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516105175112","data":"5a5df0d1e9179"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516105181155","data":"
2. The When? <\/b> <\/p>
Uh..now dude, that's the point of this article. The time is now and my name is not John Cena<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516105210121","data":"5a5df0ac44ca8"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516105212138","data":"
3. The How: <\/b> <\/p>
Breaking down why you're procrastinating can take some practice, but it requires examination of your own self and understanding the issues that are causing you to put off the current task at hand. It could be any number of reasons from something bothering you about your personal life to just plain old overconfidence. Deconstruct it, destroy it, work around it, become a champion. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516105395109","data":"5a5df082c81ca"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516105398116","data":"
4. The Doing: <\/b> <\/p>
I frankly need to work a little harder on my side headings because this one sounds like a terrible Hollywood Horror B-movie. <\/p>
You can be the best planner in the world but it won't mean anything if you carefully deconstruct your reasons to procrastinate and still do nothing. You've got to remember that you have a goal in life and to reach there, you gotta hustle man. So hustle! Do it now! <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516105485740","data":"5a5df06a2804b"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516105487715","data":"
5. The Patting Yourself On The Back: <\/b> <\/p>
Right now I'm thirsty as all hell but I'm sitting on my bed still writing this because I know that when I have a sip of water after I finish this article, it'll feel like the sweetest reward because I stuck to my guns and saw my work finished before I allowed myself some room to breathe. There's no time like there present, boys and girls and every other gender you identify yourself as, so do it now and always remember to enjoy your small victories with a small pat on your back to motivate yourself. Toodles! <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516105596187","data":"5a5df05963fff"}]
I mean sure, the usual ways of beating boredom are watching that TV show or going out for a drive or something but are there any definitive methods to tackle boredom head on, instead of just starting something and leaving it mid way because you are so bored even interesting things seem boring? Turns out, there is. Here's how. <\/p>
1. Introspect: <\/b><\/p>
The most important step. Boredom can often result from procrastination and a way of the brain telling your body that you are putting off something important instead of doing it but since your body is as stubborn as your brain (sometimes) the end result is lying down on bed doing nothing while time, precious time, slips away and then you panic and try to rush last minute work and end up making a shoddy job but manage to pass it off somehow because mediocrity is not just the norm, it is the way of life in India. <\/p>
But hey I went off on a tangent there. The point is, when you're bored, think about what you really want to do, introspect and think hard about what you should be doing and what you want to do, it's kinda important. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516103724941","data":"5a5de8fd70a34"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516103727028","data":"
2. Have goals in mind: <\/b><\/p>
You know how Cardio is the least favourite part of everyone's gym routine, right? Have you ever wondered why?<\/p>
Because it is boring. Yes, cardio is boring and there are various reasons for it, but perhaps the most crucial reason it is the way it is because during cardio it is easy to lose sight of the goal and continue doing the same thing while the machine runs out of time and kicks you off. <\/p>
I've personally found that cardio workouts after I check my weight and find that I've made progress are much more likely to motivate me to push harder during cardio than regular days when I'm just like 'when will this boredom end?' <\/p>
So, always keep a clear cut path to the goal in your mind, and just do it. Speaking of which....<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516103941469","data":"5a5de9fe8db8b"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516104021066","data":"
3. Do not procrastinate: <\/b><\/p>
I'll tell you more about this later. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516104043914","data":"5a5dea4095a50"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516104080865","data":"
4. Write down your goals and put it on your desk: <\/b> <\/p>
In our capitalistic society, boredom at work means you are literally useless to the company because companies value the money you can bring in over the person you are. What, did you think the HR's human policy cares for you? Haha, wake up and smell the coffee! <\/p>
I should stop going on tangents. <\/p>
Anyway, the type of economic system notwithstanding, boredom at work can seriously affect your performance and if you are someone who loves your job and have grown increasingly disillusioned with the way things are run, it is totally understandable, but that does not mean you loose sight of the goal. Write down your goals on a piece of paper or a pocket notebook that you can consult as often as possible and don't forget to run after them. It'll serve as a good reminder of things to do. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516104274969","data":"5a5deb18b165c"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516104298703","data":"
5. Cut off your distractions: <\/b> <\/p>
In November, I deleted the Facebook app from my phone and activated two factor authentication for my Facebook profile. This effectively makes me manually request for an OTP through the browser and every time I feel like the need to login, I reach this stage and think na, it's not worth it. It has become an effective blocker of my Facebook activity and I couldn't be more happier without social media. <\/p>
I also deleted my twitter account but that's a different story (also Snapchat and Instagram. I'm currently living outside Millennial Law) and my productivity has gone up considerably. I'm reading and watching movies in my free time a lot more than I used to and I'm focusing on finishing video games to 100%, something I couldn't do before. How awesome is that<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516104545975","data":"5a5dec3858b40"}]
Ustad Imrat Khan is one of the world's greatest players of the surbahar, a deep-toned, sitar-like stringed instrument that was developed by his great-grandfather, Ustad Sahabdad Khan, and Ustad Imdad Khan. With its four-octave range, the instrument is used to play the ultra-strict dhrupad style of Indian classical music. <\/p>
Still young when his father died, Imrat Khan was taught to play the surbahar and to sing in the highly ornamental classical vocal style of khyal by his mother, Bashiran Begum, and his maternal grandfather, Ustad Bandeh Hassan. Forming one of the first sitar-and-surbahad duos with his older brother, Vilayat Khan, Imrat helped to pioneer the unique gayaki ang (\"vocal manner\") approach to Indian instrumental music. <\/p>
In 1956, the two brothers were invited to accompany the first Indian cultural delegation to the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe. Although they elected to go their separate ways, Imrat and Vilayat have both continued to play major roles in the evolution of Indian classical music. Teaching at Dartington College of the Arts in England from 1968 to 1970, Imrat became the first Indian classical musician to perform at the Royal Albert Hall in London, England, in 1971. <\/p>
He received a prestigious Sangeet Natak Akademi Award from the president of India in 1988. During the '90s, Imrat performed many shows and recorded with his four sons: Nishat (sitar), Irshad (sitar), Wajahat (sarod), and Shafaatullah (tabla). Imrat composed and\/or performed on Satyajit Ray's Jalsaghar (Le Salon de Musique), and the soundtracks of such films as James Ivory's The Guru and the Michael Caine\/Sidney Poitier-starring movie The Wilby Conspiracy. <\/p>"},{"type":"youtube","id":"vid-url-1516102668459","data":"OKxxVANIaPA"}]
As the man in white stopped squirming, I grabbed his fancy futuristic looking watch that told me how many people were still left alive on the island. <\/p>
There were 6 people, including me. My blood ran cold. There were a hundred when we parachuted onto this island, just how many people had been brutally cut down. I couldn't think about it, not just yet. But looking at the number again, I felt my blood run cold as I turned my head to the window and looked outside. <\/p>
The force barrier was nowhere in sight, which meant I was smack dab right in the middle of the new white zone, which meant that not only were the other 5 survivors in the vicinity, they had most likely heard the gunshot and were making a beeline to the barn right now. <\/p>
As if a ghost had taken possession of my body, I put a pistol in the white coat's hand, making it look like he had taken his own life, then pushed aside the many bodies that lay in the barn, the aftermath of a firefight I had not even been part of, and pretended to be dead while holding a grenade, ready to throw and fight my way out of there. <\/p>
A squad of three burst into the barn from different directions. <\/p>
These people were organised, professional. They moved and cleared rooms methodically like they'd done it a thousand times before before regrouping at the site of massacre that I'd found. Holding the grenade in one hand, I slowly reached for the rifle and pointed it in their general direction, the trigger and my finger hidden under a body and my eyes shut. I was starting to think what I was doing was an exceptionally stupid idea. <\/p>
'Check the bodies', said a rough voice, a man wearing a combat helmet, gas mask and black overalls, so nice I decided I wanted it for myself. <\/p>
I couldn't let them risk finding the grenade, it was my insurance policy, and I moved my hand under the corpses out of their sight. They took my SCAR-H, which I'd grown rather fond off, and all the ammo I had in my backpack. I only had once chance to pull this off. <\/p>
Before I could pull the pin, however, two people rushed into the barn and open fired. The group of three retaliated but the element of surprise caught them and this barn of death where groups would kill each other found more victims to its claim to fame as the survivors went from 5 healthy ones to two who were hiding behind the corner. I couldn't use the grenade now, it would be ineffective, but I had to somehow get them both. Then I saw that they left the gun in the white coat's hand. I checked once again to see if anyone had eyes on me, they didn't, and grabbed the gun. It had its tracer round left in the chamber. I literally only got one shot at this, maybe I'd shoot one, then roll into his weapon and dive forward to shoot in slow motion like some action movie star. But this wasn't that kind of reality. <\/p>
One of the two survivors was gasping for air, I could hear him, but he was still willing to fight to death. I pushed the bodies aside and killed his assailant with a shot to the forehead, then pulled the pin and held the trigger pin in place as I jumped closer to the survivor. <\/p>
\"I let this go, we both die. I prefer it'd be you\"<\/p>
The man was in no condition to talk. I dropped the grenade anyway. <\/p>
A loud explosion was followed by a large whooshing sound that seemed like it sucked the air out of the world. It was awfully quiet, I checked the white coat's fancy watch, the number of survivors showed 1. <\/p>
I was the last woman standing. <\/p>
What happens next defies my ability to accurately describe what happens. It's as if the very fabric of reality was being chipped away into a light followed by darkness. As the lights went out, I looked at my own body. I was wearing the clothes I was arrested in, my wounds had disappeared and then suddenly, I was in a dark room. I could see a bed dimly lit in the corner. <\/p>
\"Nobody wins on their first try, but you my dear, you are a clear natural.\" said a familiar voice, I'd heard it on the plane before diving. <\/p>
A chair was suddenly shoved beneath me and as I fell on it, a table moved into the light of a light bulb that had just descended from the ceiling. On the table was a ready to eat Chicken Dinner. <\/p>
\"Winner winner Chicken Dinner\" said the voice. <\/p>
I looked for the source of the voice, then back at the table , I didn't remember the last time I ate a proper meal. But I have more questions than answers. What on earth was going on?<\/p>
To be continued...<\/p> "}]
When Zack de la Rocha left Rage Against the Machine in October 2000, the band's future was put into question. Within months rumors flew that Soundgarden frontman Chris Cornell would replace de la Rocha. And gossip fueled truth, for Cornell joined the rest of Rage in the studio in May 2001. The mix was great and a musical bond was in the making: Cornell, Tim Commerford, Brad Wilk, and Tom Morello spent the next year writing and recording. By spring 2002, the foursome were no longer going by the Rage Against the Machine name and signed on for Ozzfest. But before the summer tour even got underway, Cornell quit the new project. He claimed it wasn't moving forward in the direction he'd hoped for. The breakdown didn't last, for Cornell rejoined by early fall. After tossing around the idea of being called Civilian, they settled on Audioslave. The single \"Cochise,\" named for the great American Indian chief who died free and unconquered, hit radio in September 2002, and Audioslave's Epic full-length debut was released that November. The self-titled album eventually went multi-platinum on the strength of \"Cochise\" and the moody rocker \"Like a Stone,\" and Audioslave supported it with gigs that included 2003 Lollapalooza dates. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1516022786322","data":"5a5cacbb0b939"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1516022818708","data":"
Cornell, Morello, Wilk, and Commerford returned in May 2005 with Out of Exile, which debuted at number one on Billboard. That same month they played an historic show in Havana, Cuba, that marked that country's first outdoor show by an American rock band (that fall releasing the whole shebang on the Live in Cuba DVD). Exile continued the band's platinum-selling ways -- singles like \"Be Yourself\" and \"Doesn't Remind Me\" went to the top of the charts -- and the guys wasted no time following up with album number three, Revelations, in early September 2006. Work on the album took only five weeks, since most of the songs had been fleshed out live over the previous year. In 2007, shortly after the members of Rage announced that they would reunite for that year's Coachella festival, Cornell left Audioslave, citing both personal and musical differences. While on tour with Soundgarden in May 2017, Cornell was found dead in his Detroit hotel room following a show at the city's Fox Theater; he had taken his own life at the age of 52. <\/p>
And left a hole in my heart. <\/p>"}]
While the Bachchan name carries a lot of weight in terms of power and influence today, it always surprises me that not a lot of people know the name was synonymous with arts long before the Angry Young Man of Bollywood would take the industry by the storm in the late 70s. The Bachchan family name would be popularised by the veteran thespian Amitabh Bachchan's father, Harivansh Rai Bachchan, whom I considered to be an infinitely more intelligent person than his world famous son, as I'm sure he would agree. <\/p>
Harivansh Rai Bachchan, as it turns out, is not just famous for giving birth to one of Hindi cinema's greatest actors, but is one of the greatest 20th century Hindi poets to have ever walked this planet. His work transcends time and is relevant even to this day with how astute his observations were, so famous were his poems that he achieved nationwide renown and fame, all with the twist of his pen. <\/p>
There's plenty of videos online that do a perfect job in narrating his poems as they appear by people better than me, which is why I'll link a YouTube video doing the same at the end of this article for you to enjoy Bachchan Saab's poems. However, let us take a moment to remember one of the greatest literary giants of India on his death anniversary today on January 18th. <\/p>"},{"type":"youtube","id":"vid-url-1516021756354","data":"SGmsqqDO8jI"}]
Today, we wish everyone on the happy occasion of Makar Sankranti. However, it's only us fauji's who understand and acknowledge the fact that today is also celebrated as The Army day. Even after the immense and flawlessly dedicated efforts of the Indian Army to protect it's country, we fail to appreciate them. And if we get to it, nothing matches the strength, courage and patriotism that these underrated Superheroes have. With this note, let us get to know why's and what's about Army day.<\/p>
The Indian Army day is celebrated every year on 15th January in the honor of gaining back the rightful power on what was originally ours! Field Marshal K.M. Cariappa took over as the first Commander-in-Chief of the Indian Army from the last British Commander-in-Chief General Sir Francis Butcher on 15th January, 1949.<\/p>
In the past century, there have been many changes that the nation has seen. One such revolutionary change was witnessed by the Indian Army with all hearts filled with nothing but pride and a feeling of strength and control.<\/p>
Monetarily, the pay scales don\u2019t add up in comparison to the private sector. Your living conditions are taken care of but the same can be made better, specially for the soldiers\/jawaans. Welfare associations need to work on that. After the community retires, it has a low support system, which is very disheartening. A veteran rehabilitation program needs to be a reality! They have exceptional skills that could be put to use, if only they knew how to apply it.<\/p>
This year, we proudly celebrate 69 years of the Indian Army serving the nation with nothing but selflessness. As much as we are all doused in the joys and celebrations of Sankranti, let's take a moment to thank those countless soldiers who have walked the path and who are yet to walk the same in order to protect us.<\/p>
Happy Makar Sankranti and a very Happy Army day guys!<\/p>"}]
I found an abandoned barn which had seen better days, grey and battered due to disrepair and a lack of interest in fixing it, clearly the island had been abandoned for some time to be in this state of decay. The door was ajar and the smell of death lingered in the air, an all too familiar smell by now having brought death and destruction to fellow survivors on the island, some of whom were just trying to get back to their families after being wrongly imprisioned and forced to fight for their lives. <\/p>
'No', I told myself, 'I cannot allow myself to think about all this, I had to do it to survive.'<\/p>
But from another dark corner of her mind came a voice, much like her own, but nastier, sneering, 'Is that what you're going to tell yourself?' the voice mocked as I carefully made my way into the barn and heard flies buzzing about ahead, stopping momentarily to shake the voices out of my head. I was definitely going crazy. <\/p>
But it was too late, the sneering voice had my attention. <\/p>
'No, go away,' cried the more vulnerable voice, which I decided was whom I was going to side with, 'You cannot stop but confront the truth of your actions, you are a murderer', the sneering voice thundered, 'you tell yourself you're a survivor but where does that stop? After murdering hundreds and thousands of people in the name of survival? Is that what you want to do? It's not like you are even doing anything to help -' <\/p>
The train of thought was instantly derailed once I heard moaning coming from up ahead. Someone was still alive and the internal quarrel was forgotten, I had no time to think about my next move, the person could be dying and I had to check if there were others nearby. Only, when I peeked over the edge, what I saw straight out of Westworld. <\/p>
White suits covering the entire body lay about the place, 3 of them, I counted, along with a group of 5 dead survivors, all carrying high tech gear that I could use. But the moaning was coming from a white suit, splattered with blood, the bullet holes prominent on their torso staining the white with a shade of red that only served to make me angrier. I wanted answers. <\/p>
I cast one sweeping look to the sides, confirming dead marks before rushing to the white suit before he could point his pistol anywhere and punched him in the face with all my might, then pulled off his hood. The man was sweating, there was some blood on his chin and lips, he had been coughing up blood and clearly had little time to live. <\/p>
\"I have a first aid kit that might give you a chance to live,\" I said coldly, \"I need information.\" <\/p>
He started laughing, I put a pistol on a bullet hole in his leg and pressed it in, he screamed and begged me to stop, but I didn't want to stop, I wanted to pull the trigger and hurt him further. The sneering voice in my head returned and was egging me on, excited. But I held back. I asked him again, \"Who are you, what is this about?\"<\/p>
\"We're with Battlegrounds Corporation. Our company was contracted by the government to kill off prisoners on our islands while also providing free entertainment to people who get off on watching you savages murder each other,\" SMACK!, I punched him again, \"Stop that! Stop hitting me!\"<\/p>
\"You wanted a savage,\" I growled, \"You got one. Now how do I get out and reach other islands? ANSWER!\" <\/p>
The man let out a whimper and told me it was impossible and when I was about to strike him again, he started laughing, \"This is all a simulation you moron. There is no island, you are in a computer program that makes you believe you're on one. We're in a gigantic facility deep underground where you people get to kill each other in rooms, just like Westworld.\" <\/p>
I had heard enough, but the man raved on, \"You're all animals, savages worthy of nothing but slow deaths, even that is too kind for the likes of you. We are keeping society safe from dangerous minds such as yours, don't you see that you prove our point by being this violent? It's a perfect cycle, you'll never be accepted in society again.\" <\/p>
I stood up, it all made sense. I was sick entertainment for a few privileged in society who could afford to pay humans murder each other in a sick and violent display of survival instincts, as if watching the animal kingdom wasn't enough. The government tied up with Battlegrounds Corporations to remove dissidents and troublemakers from society that would rebel against it to strike fear in the rest and keep them quiet, in some cases, there were also entire families sent to jail because a government official wanted to kidnap and forcefully marry a woman he liked. This was what it was about, power. <\/p>
As I stood up, I pondered on the thought a bit longer. Power, that was what it was about, and here I was standing over one speck of the abuser in power at my feet, injured and raving mad. I had all the power I needed over him and using that power to take his life would make me the abuser instead. I considered my actions and then look at the raving lunatic once again. <\/p>
I put the gun to his forehead and pulled the trigger. <\/p>"}]
How does new knowledge come into being? Sometimes it stems from existing knowledge.Sometimes it is born all out of sudden.Both ways seem to work well. As I see through this question, I believe that what plays a key role in creating new ideas is a passionate interest.Throughout history, myriad of examples help prove the importance of interest.A famous example is that of Newton.A ripe apple from a tree fell onto his head one afternoon, for ordinary people, this kind of trivial instance would slip off their mind at once. However, Newton lost himself in the thought of the relation between objects. Finally, he found gravitation and opened up a new era of physics.<\/p>
On the other hand, without interest, the opportunity of great discoveries will pass by.Most people are experiencing ordinary lives every day.Why don't they come up with great ideas?Because interest is the state of scepticism. Henceforth, interest serves as a force to propel the explorations of unknowns, to the perfect structure of human knowledge and to move towards the ultimate truth.<\/p>
\"A mind is like a parachute. it doesn't work if it is not open\"<\/p>"}]
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