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Traditional computers based on silicone-chip store all data as 1s or 0s,.Moore’s Law dictated that computing power would double every two years. Now it is outpaced by quantum computing. These make calculations with entangled particles, or qubits, And it turns out, they’re gaining on ordinary computers at a spookily fast, “doubly exponential rate.” That means that processing power grows by a factor of 2. 2raised to the power of 2 (4), , then 2^2^2 (16), then 2^2^3 (256), then 2^2^4 (65,536), and so on. And it’s all captured by a new law of computing, known as Neven’s Law,

What exactly is Neven’s Law? Named after Hartmut Neven, the director of the Quantum Artificial Intelligence Lab at Google who first noticed the phenomenon, the law dictates how quickly quantum processors are improving,

Human laws are meant to go faster than ever before but how far? These are patterned after already existing so how faster our thoughts can travel? God is a spirit meaning that it is charged by Power and Wisdom so intuition is knowledge ,life experience compressed into as with any charged particle given a spin. time and space are rather in the field so when question arises flee or fight, it is answered simultaneously.

Science inform us particles can get entangled and simultaneously charged particles can work as one. So our spirit and soul shall have their meanings set in a different language. “Can two walk together, except they be agreed? Amos3:3)” refers to entangled particles one signifying God’s will and the other of man and it shall define faith.

Benny

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What is in a name? The man lay on the wayside, stripped of everything and was helpless. He might have supplied answer to that question had not the robbers hit on his occiput hard. Groaning and retching he lay but a scholar came along, only to be followed by another who pointed out to the man in agony and said,”A fool and his money part company soon enough.” The first scholar said,”Tut, tut” He is made in the image of God. He has been robbed.” The second scholar said, “Yes his wealth has certainly made themselves wings”. The first chuckled to say, ‘You are quoting Solomon.” At this point the man in misery groaned,”Help, help..” The scholars ignoring his cry lengthened their strides to discuss their latest paper under blind peer review, “Doctor of Divinity is nothing to be sneezed at. Whoever goes through it shall bowl over the foot notes”. While the other took up the merit of end notes,- and they had enough ammunition to fire away.(For scholar a position to show his scholarship is all that matters. It makes time pass.)
The man on the road lay for some time before a pastor passed by and he looked up to say, “Thank God, you kept me safe,- unlike him,- probably belongs to ethnic minority. Ahem”
The man who came next helped the man in need and when he recovered he straightaway went home and told the wonderful stranger who helped him unasked, “Son, last time they crucified you like a common criminal. This time it is no better.” He called Archangel Gabriel to get ready. “I shall soon show what I think of it all.”
Benny

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The life of Aesop is available through Amazon.com

paperback and for kindle. cover design ‘Iris’.

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A Brahmin who traced his lineage to Sage Agastya worshipped his ancestor and the Sage one day appeared to him in his dream and said, ‘I have attained moksha and I am past attending to prayers of mortals. But if you must pray and ask for favours, try Mushika Muni, who between you and me shall never reach the lotus feet of the Lord Brahma. But in case of emergency he is the one to put your case.’ Thereafter  Brahmin did everything after praying to the muni.

Mushika Muni was a rat.

The Brahmin worshipped the rat, or rather his golden image. He prospered and he amassed great wealth and he became certain that he was beyond any reproach. He concealed his wealth and he had offshore accounts. One morning the Income Tax authorities raided his premises and they found incriminating evidence of tax evasion. He was not in the least fazed. He smiled when he was asked to come clean. He merely said, “My case is before Mushika Muni. There is nothing you or I can do.”

That night he slept soundly in his own bed; he was under house arrest but that did not disturb his sleep.

In a dream he saw an elephant and he said, ‘ Do not mistake, I was Mushika Muni, in my previous birth. I became elevated to this form. My devotee is the one who must try your case. His prayer has reached me and I am before you to tell this. I am to flatten you under my foot after your case is heard. No hard feelings.’

Appealing to ideas that ancients had accepted as truth are as sound as our Brahmin whose actions were as wrong as his idea that it can remain perfect or constant. Similarly misguided are “salafists”, advocating a return to the ways of the first Muslim ancestors, the salaf al-salih (righteous ancestors)

“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man”. Heraclitus

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Aesop Fables Updated :swallowing more than one can chew
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A Shadow Play

 

In the time of Emperor Wen a minor official in the Palace, Lai Chutang having retired from his office returned to his native village. By special permission he had retained his title meaning ‘Reflected Glory” which reminded all of his closeness to the Imperial person of the Emperor. As days passed his pride also increased. Once he slapped a villager who stepped on his shadow and let it be known then and there that he shall not tolerate any impertinence to his person or his dignity.

One night a burglar broke into his house. He jumped on to the terrace from a tall tree only to land squarely at the feet of Chutang who, as bad luck would have it, was awake. It was with great difficulty that he managed to escape. Next day the burglar was asked by his wife what happened to his face, which was black and blue. The man said that he stepped into darkness, which however had a life of its own. ”What’s more it carried the voice of Reflected Glory,” he added. How did you know that?”

I knew where I was going.”

How come that you are in pain and bruised all over?”

Going into was easy. It was getting out in that darkness, that nearly did me in. O dear not a word of this to any one.”

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Illustration from The Life of Aesop

(Aesop at the age of 12 is brought to the House of Iadmon, a Samoan and he wants to find out more about his new purchase.-b)
Next day Iadmon called Aesop to a room where beautiful musical instruments were kept. “Boy, I am in a mood to be entertained. What instrument will you choose?” There were many wind and stringed instruments. Aesop took a cither saying, “Oh my last master loved this. He would play on for hours.” He expressed he was sorry he did not take up music lessons then.
“So my choice has to be this.” Aesop had a flute in his hands and he made such strange sounds with it. His master winced and stopped him. “Why didn’t you tell me you are such a dunce with a flute?” “Oh master I spared you from my rendition of ‘Oh the mists of Olympus’ on a cither. Had you heard me you certainly would have complimented me to say: ‘I have a way with the flute.’ ”
The master had a hard time to contain his laughter. Managing a very grave demeanor he said, “‘If I ever hear you play flute within my earshot you shall be sorry.” He waved the young slave away.

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AESOP FABLES UPDATED- taken by the blind side

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An Identity Crisis?

Confucius was waiting in the Hall of Thousand Moons at the Palace Grounds on Yu Island. The Emperor of China had come on an expedition and expressed his desire to see him. So Confucius was at the appointed hour at the palace and settled himself to be called in. A man in splendid robes peered at the sage and frowned. When he was told that it was Confucius he became so glad and said that he had always wanted to meet so illustrious person as he. Introducing himself as the Keeper of His Majesty’s Seals he asked: “How is every one in Hoon Chow?”
“Hoon Chow?” Confucius was perplexed.
“Come, come,” said the fellow in the courtly dress. “I am so honored to see the man who discovered Hoon Chow.”
Confucius was all the more confused. “Didn’t you describe the land where men walk on all fours and women sported tails? They even eat grass. Do they not?” The nobleman chuckled.
Confucius wondered if he were dreaming or talking to one who had lost all his senses. Confucius strained to speak but the man said that from his travel books he imagined him to be different. “No matter, at last I have met the man who made Hoon Chow popular in the Court. The emperor also is taken by your book.”
“But I…” Before the sage could explain the mistake the Keeper of the Seals smoothly said: ”I expected you to belittle your great achievement, so modest just as I had expected.”
As the King’s First Minister approached them, the Keeper murmured, ”The Emperor is weighed down by various affairs of the state and as a friendly advice, royalty takes ill of modesty from one of such merit. Do not correct the messenger of the Sun and the Moon. He is apt to lose temper.”
“But I am the other Confucius” Confucius explained but the Keeper with a wave of his hand seemed to say, ‘Tell it to the birds!” With a quick courtly bow he went out.
Before he could recover his astonishment a gong sounded and he looked up to see the inscrutable face of the First Minister who with his entourage bowed before the sage. “The emperor will receive the Incomparable Master of Hoon Chow!”

Illustration: Pen and ink

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The Life of Aesop- Illustration
Momus gregarious as ever, another day invited Iadmon to hear the special guest he had that evening. Momus introduced a wretched looking man from Rhodos. He said, “Don’t let looks deceive you. He is Xeno and he is cynic.” He whispered, “Don’t speak of money. It makes him mad!” Iadmon thought the dog-faced Xeno was a man from the moon.
Xeno politely showed interest as Momus took him and Iadmon away from other guests to his collection room to show his new acquisitions. Xeno admired the vases and Iadmon said forgetting the word of advice of his friend, “To think the mind that must dirty his hand in common clay would dare to ask a ridiculously high sum! His gumption!” Momus was aghast. He looked askance at the cynic who looked at a figurine in silver, “The same mind which can produce such exquisite beauty needs to make drachmae (*silver coins) as well.” Later Momus asked Xeno what he meant by his answer. The cynic said idealism was all right. Any idea of man to keep that aim before and strive for perfection had to eat and work as a drudge. “He works under less than ideal conditions. Don’t you think?” Momus kept his silence.

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