Ah, Socrates has so much to teach in a couple paragraphs. You can get amazed in how much you can get out of those.
In the paragraphs read in this phase, Socrates is arguing how he is not afraid of death, of the unknown. Also, how his death is more harmful for others than that to himself.

He gives us an interesting lesson. I made a vlog for this one.

Ah, Emerson. You just keep amazing me.

"The picture waits for my verdict: it is not to command me, but I am to settle its claims to praise."

In the first paragraph we read today, the quote I just wrote was mentioned. Amazing, it is, that we are the meaning makers. We are the humans that give things that power to be valuable according to out own values. And us, as individuals are those who dictate that value.

Also, Emerson goes to the categorizing, hierarchical issue we've been having for centuries. We're trained to think with a category from the very first time we start to learn things. But we must be free and care about our own shining. That is were the real selves lie.

We first share the life by which things exist, and afterwards see them as appearances in nature, and forget that we have shared their cause. Here is the fountain of action and of thought. Here are the lungs of that inspiration which giveth man wisdom, and which cannot be denied without impiety and atheism. We lie in the lap of immense intelligence, which makes us receivers of its truth and organs of its activity. When we discern justice, when we discern truth, we do nothing of ourselves, but allow a passage to its beams. If we ask whence this comes, if we seek to pry into the soul that causes, all philosophy is at fault. Its presence or its absence is all we can affirm. Every man discriminates between the voluntary acts of his mind, and his involuntary perceptions, and knows that to his involuntary perceptions a perfect faith is due. He may err in the expression of them, but he knows that these things are so, like day and night, not to be disputed. My wilful actions and acquisitions are but roving; — the idlest reverie, the faintest native emotion, command my curiosity and respect. Thoughtless people contradict as readily the statement of perceptions as of opinions, or rather much more readily; for, they do not distinguish between perception and notion. They fancy that I choose to see this or that thing. But perception is not whimsical, but fatal. If I see a trait, my children will see it after me, and in course of time, all mankind, — although it may chance that no one has seen it before me. For my perception of it is as much a fact as the sun. 


I must apologize for such a big quote I just posted, but it is of great importance for me to share this. I first ought to mention that Emerson is a Transcendentalist, for this I mean that he believes in an external universal ethic. He is a theist, undoubtedly. But in this, Is there consilience breathing underneath these words? 

Today was Kata's morning meeting. She brought us some paper and made us draw. But not the conventional way of drawing!
First it was not watching and knowing...
Secondly, it was not knowing and watching.

It was quite fun. And I find quite interesting, how scientific work needs that awareness, of the senses and of the knowledge in order to grasp the discovery in its more precise explanation...

I forgot to document this really important morning meeting last week. It was based on a quote:

“As a public school teacher, I teach the lesson of dependency. Good people wait for a teacher to tell them what to do. This is the most important lesson of all: that we must wait for other people better trained than ourselves to make the meaning of our lives… We’ve built a way of life that depends on people doing what they are told because they do not know any other way”.

I saw this quote before (last year in Freshman Experience), and I admit that it was life changing, besides, I saw this same quote with brand new eyes. I love that, going back to what I once learned and just observe it with brand new eyes, a brand new knowledge that hasn't been applied before to that.

On this, I will admit, I had an amazing experience sharing with my peers a moment in conversation, in which we read the quote, and took the wheel of the road of our learning process.

And that is what the whole quote (which is pure irony), is all about. Independent learning. 

Diego, Ana Isabel, Pablito y yo leimos el capítulo 5 y 6 de Don Quijote en el Jardin Ayau. Descubrí lo importante y magnífico que es Don Quijote. También la cantidad de libros que desconocemos que tenía nuestro personaje principal.

Don Quijote, siendo una persona íntegra y fiel a su Dulcinea había sido apaleado por unos hombres que se había encontrado en el camino, a los cuales les había mencionado de la belleza de su señora, pero nadie le hizo caso  y esto había enfadado a Don Quijote.

Aun así, se encontró a un conocido suyo el cual le mencionó quien era el: "el hidalgo de Quijana"...

"Yo sé quién soy —respondió don Quijote—; y sé que puedo ser no sólo los que he dicho, sino todos los Doce Pares de Francia, y aun todos los Nueve de la Fama, pues a todas las hazañas que ellos todos juntos y cada uno por sí hicieron, se aventajarán las mías."

Llevó pues el labrador a Don Quijote a su casa, en donde el ama, el barbero y el cura decidieron quemar una gran cantidad de los libros del caballero. Y los que no quemaron, los escondieron.

En el dialogo con Amable, el hizo una pregunta muy relevante para el libro. Si Don Quijote estaba siguiendo a ciegas su propósito (un nivel de idealismo a donde no se puede más), será seguir uno su propósito algo que equivale a locura?

Ah, yo prefiero que se me seque el cerebro como a Don Quijote y seguir eso que amo a que no se me seque el cerebro y vivir una vida de "cuerdo".

Tambien, elegí a la señora de mis ideales, mi Dulcinea, y ella se llama música.

First of all, we watched the announcement of this really cool movement that is going on here in Goathemala.

So, I ain't such a nationalist as far as I know, to say everything of this just about Guatemala. I would say, humanity is the best. But alright, maybe the coffee is an exception. The video I really enjoyed was this. I am REALLY INTO this.

This. This is a series of 3 videos: LEARN. MOVE. EAT. What more can be added to these three beautiful experiences? These all can be resumed to learn, but one of the things that I appreciate more is learning and of course, MOVING. MO-VING. THAT. THAT. THAT. Is what I'll do forever.

Ah, Euclid you're like a Guardian Angel watching over us.

Ingrid asked us if we could construct the given triangles in Proposition 4, Book I. It became chaos, believe me. People went crazy, some shut their ears, some didn't understand what was happening. But at the end we decided to divide in groups to make this work.

So, now we're divided in 3 groups. My group is Marce, Kata, Carmen, Grace and I. We decided to accomplish certain standards (these were the core of them):

• Drawings have to be understood in our notebook.
• Logical structure
• Rhetoric and understandable explanation

What things I know are true? I've already realized my ignorance, but not the ignorance within my ignorance! Haha! But it was an amazing exercise. 

Aye, I made that one up. I remember my mom wouldn't stop teasing me telling me that "curiosity killed the cat". Well mama, I ain't no cat!

Why do we have an epigenetic rule that let's us be free, innovate and create? That is a question that has really concerned me. We're somehow hardwired to have this space for freedom. It is amazing, though it has helped us to survive.

But still, our human nature have that emotional fact that searches for beauty and mystery. The dialogue went around this topic, and it went amazing. There was a lot of "awe" and smiles. I really enjoyed it.

But one of the things that I really liked was, that when we're in a critical moment, we start creating. For this I'll say, we're in crisis if we don't create. An individual crisis.

The name of the chapter caught me from the very beginning.
"Neither science nor the arts can be complete without combining their separate strengths. Science needs the intuition and metaphorical power of the arts, and the arts need the fresh blood of science."
I can't help thinking in how imagination and wonderment is implicit in all scientific or artistic discovery. It isn't like we only have reason in one side to think of science or just emotion when we think on creating music. We're creative, by nature.

Some chapters before, Wilson claimed in how arts and documented work made culture evolve faster. In this chapter, he wrote "gene-culture coevolution is, I believe, the underlying process by which the brain evolved and the arts originated." and there is, culture documented through the years making our artistic works evolve more and more.

Also, the origins of our artistic brain is theorized as a mechanism that started off by putting meaning to things we didn't understand in our surroundings. We have an aesthetic instinct, and I would dare to say that it is also a search for human seal in things. We like to see our genes printed throughout nature. And also, we have idealized beauty characteristics that come from our instinctual search for fertility and powerful genes.