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Logically Emotional - A Eulogy

I've never completely comprehended what the sixth sense means, despite belonging to a species that is widely acclaimed to possess it. Is it the ability to "think" or the sense to emote or a sub-conscious prowess to interpret the mystic, not so obvious thing or is it nothing at all?? In any case, the human species is quite capable of all these, manifest in different degrees in different specimens. There are humans who are more logical and there are those poor emotional creatures, who react and not respond, and there are those salvaged souls who supposedly connect with their "inner selves". For a healthy mental state, one would do well to adopt a melange of all these variants of the sixth sense, in the right proportions.

Quite often, the brain is associated with thought, while the heart is associated with emotions. I don't think I need to provide examples to illustrate that, there are far too many movie dialogues than there are IEEE papers to counter them. The biological truth is that, it is the brain which controls both. The heart probably pumps slower and faster when one emotes. When a human emotes, the logical path of the neurons in the brain are turned off. In short, we stop thinking when we are emotional. And thus the "emotional fools" continue to exist ever after...

Logic is quite well defined. Simple math or science! 2 and 3 give 5, when added and produce 6 when multiplied. Problems are easy to solve logically, when the formula is known. The tougher part is variable definition and formula derivation.Emotions, on the other hand are quite complicated, for the math involved, if at all any, is quite differential. The tougher part is problem solving. They are at times productive too..at times of fright, fight or flight, (the classic case of running away when one sees a snake rather than thinking mathematically on how to handle it). Human relationships are founded on emotions.. joy, sorrow, pain, anguish, ecstasy, embarrassment, humiliation,sarcasm, sympathy, empathy. And logically speaking, emotions also force the brain to consider the untried track.

I like emotions for an unconventional reason though - without them, there wouldn't have been art, in specific such a rich World Literature. In Wordsworth's words "Poetry is a spontaneous overflow of emotion, not the emotion of the actual experience, but the emotion recollected in tranquility". As can be seen, there's quite a lot of emotion out there...A eulogy, in particular is usually replete with sorrow, hope and probable abstract beauty (if you are fond of words and their connotations). It was a surprise indeed, when I first saw this particular piece of eulogy. The poet seems to be quite rational while expressing the sentiments beneath..illuminating the all potent choice that is bestowed on to the race.

"You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back, or you can open your eyes and see all she's left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see her, or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her only that she is gone, or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back. Or you can do what she'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on."

How I wish the species discerned this subtle choice and handled emotions with the right logical elements. The world would then be a better place to live in..Is it an emotional wish?

Comments

Shreedhar said…
Good thoughts Nitya, ranging from the sixth sense to relating the logical and emotional side of human existence.
The sixth sense aka extra sensory perception or ESP has been an enigma for centuries. One book I would highly recommend on this subject is 'The ESP Enigma: The Scientific Case for Psychic Phenomena' by Diane Hennacy Powell M.D.
http://bit.ly/6xUbch

It is one of the few books that analyzes ESP from a scientific, logical perspective backed up with data.
Its a good read.

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