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Planning Document

Author:   Michael Chui  
Posted: 5/14/2004; 10:51:33 PM
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Philosophical Histories (written Feb. 28, 2004)

It really began with Bruce Lee.

Granted, now, I had my little this-and-thats in elementary school, and I recall convictions in myself about how I would somehow circumvent my parents and keep my kids away from Christianity. But it was in middle school that my mind Awakened, to use Buddhist terminology, with realizations on various levels.

The first: the denial of friendship.

Burdens, weights, unnecessary baggage you're better off not hauling about. Sixth grade was arguably the most turbulent time of my life. It burned me and I carry the pains I took from that year with me even today. But come seventh grade, I began recollecting the reality and necessity of friendship and compassion.

The weekly hours spent in Santa Clara City Library were crucial to my development, both in philosophy and in character. "Emotionally scarred?" I remarked to someone then, "I'm emotionally dead." This was about the time when I formulated the Body, Mind, Heart, Soul model that I still hold, but with some trepidation, today.

The second: the rejection of divinity.

A friend of mine who encouraged my philosophy (to whom I owe some debt) was treated to two of my expository pieces in 10th grade. One was about change. The other about the falseness of a deity. The former was inspired by Pocahontas, and I later found out was deeply akin to Heraclitus. The second was a standard explanation for the conception of deity: natural phenomenon given human characteristic.

But I learned of Bruce Lee in eighth grade. In my deep interest in martial arts, I picked up his book on Jeet Kune Do and learned the art as best I could. I read The Art of Gung Fu as well, but I was never as deeply entrenched in that. By this time, it was ninth grade and my highschool reputation was well under construction. Carrying these books aided it.

The third: the imperative of compassion

After thorough research into the Book of Revelation and pondering of the End Times, I discarded my investigation into the possibilities of cessation, citing fruitless and meaningless interest as my reason. Thus did arise my desire to only grow and never pursue routes that were fruitless. I am still incapable of explaining this desire and philosophy, as it is deeply contradictory and paradoxical, but nevertheless mine intrinsically.

I also became a Christian and was strongly moved by Zukav's book on souls. It was near this time that I made my first correlation between the Bible and Taoism. It was during the same time that I wrote the essay "Love" and the essay "Friendship". Several other essays were initiated, none were ever completed. The desire to pen my own philosophy was born late tenth grade.

The fourth: the reign of free association

Due to my original interest in the writings of Bruce Lee, and my subsequent interest in the tenets of Christianity, I was reasoanbly well-versed in both Eastern and Western thinking structures for a high-schooler. To be sure, I had an extraordinary grasp on such subjects at the time. Many incorrect understandings have since been corrected.

I did, however, develop the concept of a single origin of mankind by mythical correlation and by drawing parallels between powerfully different modes of thinking. My understanding in theology deepened with minimal reading of literature, thus preserving an individualistic system of thought while bringing a unique perspective into the idea of God. Namely, the Tao. This is why my version of Christianity is so radically different from most Christians, and why, until I discontinued my essays, I was well-respected in my fellowship. (Now I'm respected as a techie. Go figure.)

The fifth: the ascension complex

My desire to do well is unquestionably first caused by parental urgings. But my personal drive to do well was authentically sparked by the concept of Arete -- excellence in all things -- and cemented by Immortality -- the positive memory of a person perpetuated through the generations of descendents forever. I wanted to impact the world. The compassion imperative prompted me to conceive of the Real Santa Idea: to build an international corporate empire strong enough to support itself, then distribute gifts to all without cost to the recipients. Only one person, until now, has heard this idea, which has never been forgotten.

The drive towards excellence was tied into the Christian idea of becoming Christ-like. The marriage of the two strivings spawned a fanciful wish to be a deity, which prompted new thoughts on the God Tao. With the compassion imperative in reminding once more, the desire to teach was evident within me. While the compassion imperative is not within it (holding a much higher place within the WHAN Treatise, rather, and the Aqualgidus Papers as a whole), this drive towards excellence culminated and was summarized in the writing "Order of Zael", posted less than half a year ago.

The future: science, mythology, experience

My current readings include Fritjof Capra and Joseph Campbell. My academic interests are driven towards logical science and psychological investigation. It is in the interest of growth that I find myself learning all I can in all dimensions I can. Every page spawns a new line of inquiry that I wonder at and let myself be guided along for a time, studying the sights to see along the road and musing at their facets.

But even as I inquire on a purely intellectual level, I require myself to present myself as a sum of all my beliefs. My strivings are many. I laugh and joke because I believe I ought to. I dress in a manner I believe is befitting the sort of man I wish to become; I behave as I would expect any gentleman to. My eyes are a seeker's eyes, my ears are an inquirer's ears, my tongue is carrier of a teacher's words, my hands are the hands of a healer, my feet take me where I'm needed most. My thoughts are like a moon above the water, detached and free, but nevertheless undeniably present. That is what I strive to be, no less.



Inspirations:

The Albert Hur Inspirations:
- The Richness of Literature
- The Importance of Mythology

The Bruce Lee Inspirations:
- The Imagery of Water
- Detachment
- The Art of Artlessness
- The Tao

The Chris Crawford Inspirations:
- Programming as the New Language
- Programming as a Method, a Tool

The Jesus Christ Inspirations:
- Love is God
- The Importance of Love
- The Diametric Opposite: Fear

The John Ronald Reuel Tolkien Inspirations:
- The Concept of Sub-Creation
- Not All who Wander are Lost; Not All that is Gold Glitters

The Joseph Campbell Inspirations:
- The Reality of Heroism
- The Likely Origins of Mankind and Religion

The Josh Fredman Inspirations:
- The Necessity of Honor
- The Mandate of Being a Gentleman

The Min Liu Inspirations:
- The Universal Potential of Human Beings
- Passion in Life and Living
- The Dynamic of Friendship
- The Reality in Dreams

The Orson Scott Card Inspirations:
- All Human Beings are Connected
- Created Things Make Themselves

The Richard Bartle Inspirations:
- Virtual Worlds as Places
- Virtual Worlds as Vehicles of Character Growth

The Sebastian Mach Inspirations:
- The Magnitude of Infinity
- The Importance of Atmosphere

 Updated Monday, May 17, 2004 at 12:02:56 AM by Michael Chui - blizzard36_2002@yahoo.com
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