Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Use Your Head

"How could someone fight at his side? Darken Rahl wants to rule all, be master of them all. How could they fight for him?"
The wizard leaned against the rock and looked over the hills as if he saw more there than there was. His tone was full of sorrow. "Because Richard, lots of people need to be ruled to be able to live. In their selfishness and greed, they see free people as their oppressors. They want a leader that will cut the bigger plants so the sun will reach them. They feel no plant can become bigger than the smallest one, so all plants get light. They'd rather receive a guiding light, no matter the fuel, than to light a candle themselves."
Some think that when Rahl wins he will smile at them and they will be rewarded, and so to win his favor they are as ruthless as him. Some are simply blind for the truth and fight for the lies they hear. And some notice, when that guiding light is burning, that they are chained, and then it's too late." Zedd stroked his sleeves smooth alongside his arms and sighed. "There have always been wars, Richard. Every war is a murderous battle between enemies. And yet no army ever went to the battlefield with the idea that the Creator had chosen the side of their enemy."
Richard shook his head. "It makes no sense."
"I'm quite certain Rahl's followers think us to be monsters, capable of anything. They will hear endless stories about the ruthless cruelty of their enemy. I'm sure that none of them knows much about Darken Rahl, except what has been told to them by Darken Rahl himself."
The wizard frowned, his intelligent eyes sharp. "Maybe it's a twisted display of logic, but that doesn't make it less threatening or lethal. Rahl's followers only have to crush us, they need not understand anything else. But if you want to win, against a stronger enemy, you will have to use your head."

Excerpt from Terry Goodkind's Sword of Truth: Wizard's first rule. Translated from dutch.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Perception is Everything

Zedd led them to the edge of the grass. They walked between the long shadows of the trees to the place where two little thorns grew, one as thick as Richard's fist, the other as thin as Kahlan's.
He turned to Richard. "Draw the Sword." The special, ringing, metal noise filled the late noon air when he drew it. Zedd leaned further forwards. "Now I will show you the most important aspect of the sword, but to do that you have to give up your position as Seeker for a short while and allow me to name Kahlan the Seeker."
Kahlan looked suspiciously at Zedd: "I don't want to be a Seeker."
"Only for this demonstration, my dear." He gestured Richard to give her the sword. She hesitated before she took it with both hands. The weight was unbearable and she lowered the tip on the grass. Zedd waved his hands above her head: "Kahlan Amnell, I name you the Seeker." She kept her eyes on him with the same suspicious look. Zedd put his finger under her chin and lifted her head. His eyes were wild. He brought his face closer to hers and spoke with soft voice.
"When I left the Midland with this sword, Darken Rahl put these two trees here with his magic. To mark me, to be able to come and get me when he chooses to. The same Darken Rahl that had your sister killed." Her expression became darker. "The same Darken Rahl that is following you, to kill you like he did Dennee." Hate was rising in her eyes. She clenched her teeth so the muscles in her strong jaw became visible. The Sword of Truth rose from the ground. Zedd went to stand behind her. "This tree is his. You have to stop him."
The sword flashed through the autumn air with a speed and power that Richard barely held possible. A loud cracking sound went through bigger tree, as if a thousand branches broke at once. Splinters flew everywhere. The tree seemed to be momentarily suspended in air, and then fell with a boom (boom, flemish/dutch for tree ;p) next to what was left of it in the ground.
Richard knew he would have needed at least ten good axe strikes to do the same.
Zedd let the sword glide out of Kahlans hands. She sank to her knees, and put her hands in front of her face. Immediately Richard squatted next to her to support her.
"Kahlan, what's the matter?"
"I'm ok." She put a hand on his shoulder and he helped her up. Her face was pale, but she tried to smile anyway. "But I distance myself from my position as Seeker."
Richard turned to the wizard. "Zedd, what is this for nonsense? Darken Rahl didn't put that tree there. I've seen you water those trees and care for them. If you'd put a knife to my throat, I would say that you planted them to remember your wife and daughter."
Zedd smiled only mildly. "Very good, Richard. Here is your sword. Now you are the Seeker again. Now you cut down the small tree, my boy, and I will explain."
Frustrated Richard took the sword in both hands; he felt the anger surge through him again. He directed the sword with a powerful swing up towards the remaining tree. The tip of the sword cut through the air whistling. Just before the sword hit the tree, it suddenly stopped, as if the air around it had become too thick to let it through. Richard stepped back amazed. He looked at the sword and tried again. Once more the sword stopped. The tree wasn't hit. He looked at Zedd in a fury who was grinning with folded arms.
Richard put the sword away. "Ok, what's going on."
Zedd innocently raised his eyebrows. "Have you se how easily Kahlan cut through the big gtree?" Richard frowned. Zedd smiled. "He could have been made of iron. The sword would have gone through it just as easily. You are stronger than Kahlan and you couldn't even scratch the little tree."
"Yes, Zedd, I noticed that."
Zedd's forehead wrinkled as if he was amazed. "And how is that, do you think?"
Richard's frustration melted away. This was the way in which Zedd always taught him, by letting him give the answer himself. "I would say that it had something to do with the intention. She thought the tree was evil, I didn't."
Zedd stuck a bony finger in the air. "Very good, my boy!"
Kahlan reacted nervously. "Zedd, I don't get it. I destroyed the tree, but it wasn't evil. It was innocent."
"That, my dear, is what this demonstration is about. Reality is not relevant. Perception is everything. If you think it is the enemy you can destroy it, wether true or not. The magic interprets only your perception. It will not harm someone you deem innocent, but it will destroy everyone you see as an enemy, within limits. Only what you believe is the determining factor, and not if those beliefs are true.
Richard was somewhat overwhelmed. "That doesn't leave any room for mistakes. What happens if you're not sure?" Zedd lifted an eyebrow. "I'd better be sure, my boy, otherwise you could get a heap of troubles. The magic could read things from your mind where you are not even conscious of. It could be dual. You could kill a friend, or not kill an enemy.

Excerpt from Terry Goodkind's The Sword of Truth 1: Wizard's First Rule.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Ouch

My car and pc are being repaired, which will set me back over 600 euros, which I don't have. Good thing it's my b-day this month! ;p Come on 2009, get yourself together. Don't know yet when I'll be operational again.

Update: PC is fubar, dunno when I'll be able to afford a new one (lol!). I have internet and an old AMD K6 which is barely keeping together, along with an even older win98 computer lol. So I'll be able to post a little. I have a job interview at a helicopter company monday, so send me some positive vibes please!

The Truth about Tom Bombadil and other Tolkien Crackpot Theories

At last, the mystery of Tom Bombadil's identity has been solved.

Ready?

Tom Bombadil and the Witch-king of Angmar are the same person
(click to read on).

More Tolkien Crackpot Theories.

DMT Contraindication

Pachelbel Rant by Rob Paravonian


Pachelbel Rant by Rob Paravonian

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

How To: Recognize A Liar’s Body Language

From Healthbolt:

Really good liars are everywhere, but they can’t control what they don’t know they’re doing. Here’s some stuff that most people will automatically do when weaving a yarn.

  1. If the liar actually believes they are lying, and that it is wrong, then watch for negative self evaluation gestures. These are usually touching of the nose or ears. Yes it sounds silly. Yes, we almost all do it. No, we don’t realize it.
  2. Eye contact almost always weakens during the actually telling of the lie. Except if someone’s doing that “look in my eyes and tell me” thing. In which case eye contact is mandatory.
  3. Most liars tell lies “palms down”. It’s a subconscious move that is defensive and deceptive. Showing someone your palms makes you feel vulnerable.
  4. Most liars are also slouchers. Our backs naturally straighten when we are proud and confident. Liars faking confidence, are rarely either.
  5. Humans eyes generally move up and to left if their brain is doing visual or audio construction. They will generally move to the upper right when doing recall. Just remember: Liars go Left, the Righteous go Right. (Remember the Visual Remembered and Visual Constructed Eye Movements from NLP Eye Accessing Cues post, though you have to know beforehand which side is which as it can be different, for instance in left and right handed people but other factors too)

None of these mannerisms on their own is a solid lock. But if you get someone presenting 3 or 4 of them, they’re selling you something you shouldn’t be buying.

Never take your assumptions for absolute truth!

Terminator VS Robocop


Terminator VS Robocop

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Milton Erickson in Action


Milton Erickson: Hypnosis Interview Demonstration

Aimless Wandering - Chuang Tzu's Chaos Linguistics

"The bait is the means to get the fish where you want it, catch the fish and you forget the bait. The snare is the means to get the rabbit where you want it, catch the rabbit and you forget the snare. Words are the means to get the idea where you want it, catch on to the idea and you forget about the words. Where shall I find a man who forgets about words, and have a word with him?"
Aimless Wandering - Chuang Tzu's Chaos Linguistics
by Peter Lamborn Wilson