Do Androids Dream Of Electric Sheep? I think so yes

So I recently, drudgingly started a new book called “Do Androids Dream Of Electric Sheep?” By Philip K. Dick. Just by looking at the name of the book, it was understood that it was going to be anything but mundane. But knowing how books sometimes unpleasantly surprise me, I went ahead and did the research about the book. Ola Wikipedia! There (I dont ever commit the blasphemous act of reading the plot, I swear!) I glanced through the intro to see what it was about and there I learnt that this book was the inspiration for Blade Runner (the movie, yes, that totally mind-boggling cult movie that I totally didnt get!). So I dived into it. Actually it was more of a testing-the-waters-of-the-book but I decided to read it. And once I make that decision, there is no going back for me.

I started the book a couple of months ago.I hate putting a book down to start another one (I am thoroughly ashamed of what comes next). Suffice to say, though, thats what I did. The first few pages, I didnt want to be immersed in the book, so I wasn’t, so I didn’t absorb anything, so I found it boring! Self-fulfilling prophecy much? Yes I think so. I abandoned it and went ahead and read Gone Girl, In the Darkness, a couple of Deadpool volumes, some The Walking Dead issues, Big Hero 6 issues etc etc etc.

After I was done with alllllll these books, I decided to get back to “Do Androids…” which was just sitting in my Goodreads, in my currently reading list, ruining my 2014 book-reading challenge. So I decided to just get done with it. I got through 35% of it by reading a page everyday..forgetting the previously read page the next day, attempting to remember it the next day before I started the next page. After I got through 35% I realized I wasn’t paying the kind of attention this book deserved, so I went back to the first page and started it again, deciding to give it the respect and concentration it deserved.

And it didn’t disappoint. It went all the way and blew my mind. It made me think. And any book that can make you THINK, deserves respect and appreciation. That is what this book did for me. It made me question the difference with the run-of-the-mill personal computer and a human being. We were all machines running on electricity. Our mind is a programable circuit. A much better and sophisticated version of a computer, but a machine none the less. We were all born with clean slates. Clean motherboards, memories, clean everything. We were systems capable of being programmed by our environment, only we were also capable of self-correcting. What made us different from androids?

Chemicals? Being organic made us different? The chemical reactions in our body make us different? They help in changing our programming. Seratonin levels in our brains affect have an on one emotion, dopamine affects another. It affects how we translate information coming in through our input devices (or sensory organs, however you choose to see it).

Is it true you think? Are we just fancier androids with more features and gimmicks installed? Just some androids with more advanced heavy-weighted hardware capable of installing a better OS? If we look at it objectively, the answer could be yes?

Reminds me of the Matrix, which of course addressed an entirely different topic but it used the same method. We were just glorified AAA batteries. Or computers.

Would some super-advanced race of aliens land on earth, take one look at us human machines running around maintaining street lights, working desk jobs, and assume there was “someone else” whose orders all of us human machines followed? Like we would think if we entered a roomful of computers working and assume there had to be a human being pushing all those buttons and giving all those orders? Who is the human behind us being the machine?

Do you get my drift?

Anyways that was one of many thoughts that was going through my mind when I was reading that book. The book was about how humans were different from machines because they had “empathy” and that is how these androids-posing-as-humans were detected. They were incapable of feeling anything for anyone else but themselves. But is that all that separates us from the androids? What about the concept of a soul? Empathy was an emotion. It was controlled by the hormones. By the endocrine system of the body, which was based on chemicals and not electricity entirely. So did our chemical makeup separate us from the androids? I dont know. I want answers.

My disappearing act

Wow! It’s really been a long time since Ive been here! I guess thats probably because I haven’t even had the time to think. The problem that afflicts a thousand million out there in the world afflicts me too…Im bombarded with information left, right and center, everyday of every week of every waking moment. How does one even find the time to think for themselves, reflect and actually find that they have something to say to put out for the world to see. Thats another problem I face. I dont think I like the scrutiny or knowing that strangers are reading my thoughts as I put them out. But thats what a blog really is about isn’t it? Im surprised so many people out there have so much to contribute to the world; people have so much to say, so many opinions and thoughts that they think they need to put out!

My thoughts, I just prefer keeping them to myself. No judgment. No scrutiny. No being told that Im wrong. No arguments.

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Ok not too funny a quote but lets move on shall we?

In the time since Ive disappeared, my reading has slowed down. I find myself turning into a couch potato as I sit in front of my computer gorging on one tv show after another, becoming jaded and incapable of having any original thoughts. I dont think we realize what a loss this overindulgence in tv is costing us. Which is why, Im cutting down frantically on the amount of tv and the keeping a stronger check on quality of shows that I watch. I still cant tolerate a minute in the silence though; it scares me. I dont like being alone with myself. I guess left to my own devices, my brain goes into over-drive and I think a lot more than I should and that is a path straight to depression. A road I am not willing to go down ever again.

All of this and more, and I’ve lot control of my conscience. I know most people don’t care either way but I like to keep a check on it. It’s important to me that I remain a good person in my own eyes. It doesn’t matter what anyone thinks about me. I am the most important person to me and I need to know that I’m not an asshole. But I have become one. And am on the way to becoming a bigger asshole than before. But at least, I am capable of keeping an eye on myself. Maybe through this blog I can curb this need to think immorally, unethically and selfishly. Here’s hoping!

So this is what I’ve been doing with my life while I have been away. Don’t get me wrong..most of this time I’ve still been living in my dream-world.. just been also living in a pseudo-reality.

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I’m in love with Calvin these days. This 6 year old, with an imagination to challenge that of the most forward-thinking-dreamers of the world, sometimes says things that you would not be surprised to hear from the mouths of the most mature and wise humans in this world. I love him. I wish Bill Watterson never stopped drawing him. He is a global treasure. The very idea that a 6 year old with an imaginary friend is able to comprehend universal truths bigger than himself, is something humbling.

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Im not much of a toy person really..or a dress-my-workspace-up-so-it-feels-homely sort of a person but when I inherit toys I dont really mind haha. That is of course until recently, when our creative director lost it and told us explicitly that we need to dress up our work station or we would receive a swift kick in the butt. So yes. I printed out all my favorite things in the world and stuck them all over my side of the soft board. If you want to see a close-up, you’re going to have to ask me. This is my workspace on the top right. Between work, tv, eating, sleeping and exercising, I’m not getting much done. Im living in a cocoon of my own making. In my mind. Most of the time I dont mind (but I have to change that). Also another workspace shot at the bottom left and a customary cat shot on the bottom right:

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Im signing off now. Hopefully Ill be passing by here more often from now on! Cheers! Have a happy day!