"If you get into your potential mode, then new things can happen. But usually free will is conceived of in terms of how many constraints are operating, and we have in statistics a notion of degrees of freedom. I think our will essentially is constrained, more or less. We have so many degrees of freedom, and the more degrees of freedom we have, the more we feel free, and we have freedom of choice."
Sounds as politics? Well, not exactly and yes, kinda.
The quote is about the quantum dynamics of free will, from Karl Pribram who created the holonomic brain theory. This theory basically models cognitive functions as being guided by a matrix of neurological wave interference patterns -kind of the way holograms are created- . Memories may also be described in terms of holographic mechanisms.
Thus experiences and memories and thoughts could be created to fit our demands and stored in our brains as we pleased to.
On the same line of thoughts, because of the very nature of waves nothing is entirely separated or autonomous and we are all co-creating the reality.
Observer and observed are interrelated and knit each other. And probably would not even exist without the others thought. They exist only by means of the interactions of thoughts or wave interferences...
We all are opportunities. Possibilities. Agglutinations of the flux of life.
On the same line of thoughts, because of the very nature of waves nothing is entirely separated or autonomous and we are all co-creating the reality.
Observer and observed are interrelated and knit each other. And probably would not even exist without the others thought. They exist only by means of the interactions of thoughts or wave interferences...
We all are opportunities. Possibilities. Agglutinations of the flux of life.
Todos somos Uno.
Memories,
Light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were
Scattered pictures,
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we? Could we?
Mem'ries, may be beautiful and yet
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget
So it's the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember...
The way we were...
Barbra Streisand , The way we were
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were
Scattered pictures,
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we? Could we?
Mem'ries, may be beautiful and yet
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget
So it's the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember...
The way we were...
Barbra Streisand , The way we were
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