Today, I am writing in a place where I feel old and young and realize there is no common word for that feeling. So the absence of such a word made me aware that language is too binary. I am immersed in my old college setting and yet my shell is older (as proved by my son running laps past me as we ran the stairs in hall C). Also, my spirit is weightier (as I think on the tragic death of a classmate). I am here is the Science Center at Harvard University, thinking about lokahi (a Hawaiian word for maintain equilibrium during change), the movie Arrival, and the Roxy Music song, “More than this.”
Three years to the day, I was pleased to see an old acquaintance, classmate, Steve Levitt, the coauthor of Freakonomics and to meet Sheryl Sandberg, author of Lean In, and the wife of fellow Harvard Class of 1989 alum, the late Dave Goldberg, CEO of Survey Monkey.
This collage shows the picture from three years ago with me between the two wildly successful authors, then me alone in the same spot now, writing this blog, and finally, my son today at the Harvard Coop bookstore in front of the Ms. Sandberg’s new book, Option B.
Tragically, two years ago Dave, who I found to be an authentic and kind person, passed away in Mexico. After his death, Sheryl sublimated her unimaginable suffering into creating this book, aimed at helping others to cope with tragedy, loss, and difficult transitions. This degree of resilience is certainly rare as I blogged about in this blog about Medea,
While we can’t live live like Pixar’s Dory (the forgetful) fish, we also suffer when we remain stuck in a story that can no longer exist. From skin cells, to loved ones, to civilizations, a fractal truth emerges. Cells are born, age, and die as symbolized by the three Hindi deities of birth (Brahma), maintenance (Vishnu), and death (Siva). All of life is departure, torment, and return as I blogged about three years ago.
I think it is possible that a significant lever of human suffering is the unconscious identification with our far too blunt tool of language. Language and by infectious association, thought itself, insists that the opposite of love is hate when it is actually apathy. Language tells us that the opposite of joy is sorrow when in fact it is closer to boredom.
I think the German language is one particularly rife with words like kitsch and shaudenfreude, that express nuanced and potentially conflicting concepts. Here is one conjured example of complex language that is non-binary and describes a quale that is immediately recognized by humans but probably less so by an artificial intelligence:
n. the feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness—to the extent you have to keep reminding yourself that it happened at all, even though it felt so vivid just days ago.
(true origin: a neologism invented by John Koenig in Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows)
It strikes me that language opposition pairs must infect our minds with these silly false schemata. That is why I loved the sci-fi movie, Arrival. In it, the alien visitors’ language was comprised of non-linear pictographs which were liberated from dualistic language and even subject/object syntax; the language was out of time, closer to the true nature of human consciousness; our ‘remembrances of things past’ are the lens through which we view the present and envision our future.
Perhaps one of high points in human civilization was the invention of Marcel Proust’s novel, À la recherche du temps perdu, which has been translated into the above phrase and also “In Search of Lost Time.” The novel hints at a feeling that I am trying to grasp in feeling young and old simultaneously.
I am fond of telling my children that the only thing we can (and do) change is the past. Once you learn that secret, you can activate your higher consciousness and move forward. I was reminded of this truth last week by a recent new adaptogen user, Julie who wrote about her dreaming while taking Recharge:
Still doing great. Very interesting experience so far… my dream consciousness access is entering my awake state. I am ‘seeing’ into my past and having revelations of understanding and using a lens of compassion to heal. Wow. Much more of a shift than I anticipated. Grateful for this moment and sharing my enthusiasm with friends and family.
When a person is spiritually ready to embrace change in a healthy and constructive way, they can evolve in a rather punctuated way. Of course, if a person has no ability to remember and feel their past, they are functionally insane; so there is always helical motion in life. We think and live in circles with some propagated direction.
Musically, the soundtrack to our inner lives would probably sound more like Indian music (with its quarter tones and non-adherence to Ionian/Aeolian dichotomy) or Igor Stravinsky, rather than Scott Joplin or Beethoven. It is fitting that Beethoven”s 9th Symphony, Ode to Joy, is constructed in a dominant and tonic (V-I) manner because mere consciousness finds the great ease in the greatest contrast. That brings me to why I mentioned “More Than This”.
In music, the root of scale always seems to appear in the melody (e.g. in C-Major, you will hear the C played at some point.) I find it interesting that in the melody of Roxy Music’s “More Than This”, the tonic doesn’t appear once, yet our mind’s ear elides past that and knows it to be a lovely and not all all contrived or uncomfortable tune. I was talking to a very successful composer whom I met recently and he told me that there must be many examples of this. To date, I know of no other, which I find both sad and a bit odd. But then again, how many novels like Remembrances of Things Past are there?
In conclusion, perhaps a key to enjoying our lives more richly is to resist oscillating between known fixed intervals, binary language pairs, and oversimplified desires and regrets. Enjoy the present of our lives with its bittersweet polyphony and perceived dissonance. Revel in the knowing that the capacity of humankind to feel might be peerless among sentient beings in this universe.
There is always “More Than This” in the music of living and dissonance is merely unresolved or overly complex consonance from a certain perspective. The richness of living derives from the wide range of simultaneous feelings, emotions, and remembrances that we are steeped in. Think on it: our demons might actually be angels; it is all just a matter of perspective.
In 2007, I became the nineteenth patient to sign up for the use of a herbally-extracted telomerase activator.
The results were so positive that I founded Recharge Biomedical Clinic in 2008 and have since become the leading medical expert in this exciting new field of regenerative medicine treating over 1,300 patients with this exciting new telomerase activation medicine.
I won two Houston Film Festival Awards for my screenplays about Hypatia of Alexandria and Ed Brown of Kentucky.
In 2010 I wrote and self-published a Sci-Fi Graphic Novel called MAXIMUM LIFESPAN
In 2013, I wrote and published "Telomere Timebombs; Defusing the Terror of Aging"
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