Top Secret Agents

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Who's Really in Control of Your Destiny?

Allow me to paint a picture for you, one that will illustrate why it feels like you're being watched.  I know I spend a lot of time debunking things on this website, but in this one case your paranoia is justified.  There are indeed agents watching you every day, so many that sometimes you see them when they're not even there.  They're in the woods and around the corner, and they're coming for you.

Anyway, back to the story.  Here goes:

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A Love Song for Love Songs - The Podumentary

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What's this you ask?  A documentary?

Not really, rather, a podumentary.  That means I took the audio from one of my podcasts, and turned it into a little short film.  It was quite a bit of work, so if you enjoy it, please share it with your friends on Facebook or Twitter.

The title betrays how I feel about music, something that profoundly serves to both express and fuel human creativity.  The message of this piece is an attempt to celebrate music from a scientifically informed position, as well as portray the beauty that we humans bring into the Universe. 

Why does music rock so hard? What about it makes it endlessly interesting, utterly soul nourishing, and so thoroughly distracting from the work I'm supposed to be doing?

Come on in and enjoy a 'podumentary' you can dance to! We'll look at the value music has, where it came from, and why we should never stop wigglin' our butts.

Click on the button at the bottom of the player to view full-screen.

Your feedback is welcome either in the comments section below or through social networking.  Again, please share this post with a few friends if you enjoyed it.

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How I Remember to Feel

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Can Knowledge of the Material Mind Spell an End to the Magic of Living?

Last night my family and I had dinner with some good friends at a local restaurant, but by the end of the evening, we had converted the place into a nightclub.  That’s because our kids, all of them 4 or under, decided to spontaneously section off an unused plot of the dining room as their own personal dance floor.  The show lasted half an hour, with my boys pulling off some sick break-dance moves, while my friends’ daughter rocked the joint by using the area for a mosh-pit.

It was the peak of hilarity, and I assure you that there’s not one bit of artistic license at play in the telling of it.  I’m quite sure that the throngs of patrons and waiters who were obviously charmed by the impromptu performance would tell you the very same thing.  The spectacle was so joyously sweet that at one point my friend and I turned to each other and noted that in our entire lives, we’d never forget this moment.

But how are we so blessed with the power of mind, and specifically of memory?  Without it we’d have no context for anything, no ability to inter-compare experiences.  Without memories we’d lack more than an ability to recollect fond moments in restaurants, but also the very sensation of sentience.  If who we are is at least partly defined by the sum or our experiences, then our memories must make up a large part of what many would call our souls.

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Psychic Alien Ghosts from the Planet Heaven

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Why be skeptical, one might ask.  What is skepticism, exactly? 
I imagine that the vast majority of those that inadvertently land on this page care little about rationalistic nitpicking, let alone giving a rat's ass about whatever the hell it might mean to be skeptical.  Nonetheless, to my few regular readers, whether they be real or a figment of my most optimistic fantasies, I thought it only fair to come clean.  Since many of my posts, and indeed my general view of the world is largely coloured by these ideas, it seemed unfair to be anything but perfectly honest about what they are.
 

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