Hi, I’m new to the group. I am a young teen diagnosed with endometriosis, von willebrands, anxiety and PTSD from childhood trauma. I have a bunch of heart problems to fix and I’m currently in the process of a POTs diagnosis and any other answers to my heart stuff. I love reading Rick Riordans books. My pronouns are mainly they/them or some neopronouns
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Reading a chapter, based on slime moulds, it mentions that they have no brains but can negotiate labyrinths and take short cuts to reach food. This shows intelligence and that this is based on the ability to taste. Therefore is it possible that brains developed from the senses as a natural next step, after all they must have come from somewhere in the first place?
Slime moulds would not need vision or hearing but perhaps would respond to touch, when in contact with something that might endanger their survival and maybe smell developed on dry land, again a sense that they would not necessarily need (but perhaps they do?).
I would suggest that brains were needed in larger animals, which developed from the need for greater sensory storage; that is knowledge of their own body's control mechanisms as well as the behaviour of other more complex organisms (either as potential threat or potential prey) and the lie of the land around them.
All science I would suggest goes back to origin as discovery of the truth, be it geology, palaeontology or cosmology. The truth is that everything in existence is built upon and evolved from the smallest particles to the largest (atoms, cells etc).
Naive belief starts from being born in the present moment and having no conception of the past as lived or explored experience. Science is about no taking anything at face value or believing what we're told (take nobody's word for it). Fairy stories are made up, to shut up the curious child, by those who won’t investigate to find out the truth.
Without our technological society we would not have been able to delve so far backwards into the past or propel ourselves so far forward into the future for answers. Without the soft sciences exploring our inner world, we would not understand the motives driving our actions (fear of the new / courage to face the unknown). Superstition is overruled by the inquisitive mind, through investigating reality itself in all its forms.
What is intelligence but the will to survive? What is stupidity but giving up on life (apathy / depression)? This is where philosophy and psychology come into the equation, with regards to life.
In another chapter of 'Life's Edge,' by Carl Zimmer, he mentions Albrecht von Haller, the anatomist, who was warned of Opium's effects towards the end of his life. You either put the body to sleep with opiates or put up with pain and keep the mind awake.
Schopenhauer, the philosopher, pointed out that we move between pain (overstimulation) and boredom (understimulation): dulled senses lead to a dulled mind in other words and only by facing the emotional or physical pain of our lives, can we grow in individual intelligence and through scientific knowledge of reality as a society. This is the end of a civilisation or the pain of its birth.
Skin is the body's first line of defence. This is why Haller discovered that the internal organs lacked the same response to pain that this organ of the body was sensitive to.
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Hi, my name is TinienOtto. I'm here because I have CRPS for almost 3 years and really have no support. My PM Dr, I don't know how to explain it but I tell her the withdrawal of this med outweighs the benefits of using it and if I lose my insurance I wouldn't be able to afford the appointments and the med not even just to ween off it. Almost $500 every 4 weeks + however much the Dr visits are. Local pharmacy always has to order it and since it's a opioid they won't start to fill it until you're almost done with your last patch. Plus I was having skin reactions at site of the patch. So instead of trying something new she goes back through everything that didn't work and pick out the one I had an allergic reaction ( minor hives) to prescribe at nearly the lowest dose when at the time I was on it I was on a high dose with little to no relief. Family and friends don't understand the pain I'm in. I live alone with my parakeet, Otto Von Ruthless, he has a 50+ word vocabulary and is my everything.i find myself not wanting to be around anyone or get out of bed. I'm not enjoying life, I'm suffering through the motions. Trapped in my 1000 sq foot apt. Winter is a double edged sword/ torture device - long sleeves hurt and so does the cold wind or just plain cold. So it's lose lose outside. On some days I wish assisted suicide was legal in my state and acceptable for non fatal illness. I'm NOT suicidal. I'm just suffering 24/7-365. I struggle to do necessities like showering, brushing teeth, hair, getting dressed, cooking every day.
#MightyTogether #ComplexRegionalPainSyndrome #Depression #Anxiety
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Adrian Von Zeigler music in the background
My man's sad eyes in the foreground
Your feet are tired
Trudging through entwined branches like wire mesh
Stop thinking on what makes you wired
Listen instead to John Tesh
Come home when you are ready
I try to be tried true and steady
Find something other than other's wars to study
Maybe even listen to some Jim Cuddy
There's other songs besides just bad timing that's all
We take it in stride sometimes we fall
The best frame of mind is that of a student
That way our choices make us intelligent
Tame your restlessness with exercise or meditation
Tame your anger with inner mediation
Don't harm, always be humble and kind
That is the you, you lost, now for you to find
Me too, then with kindness bind
as we have always been bound to each other
like wife husband and sister brother
I'm trying here, my sadness true
get well don't crowd, don't misuse my love
for love or money
love and nature's free where we are
all that is found surrounding, not so far
Don't you know we're on a par
My love is not a set of bars
Honesty is not a test
Truth telling is usually best
Don't you remember what innocence we shared
It was different for us
Than kids today
More innocence, more romantic sensibilities
Teacher mom
Hard working believing student
Enter into my realm
of Twilight and Dreamscapes
Texts, Poems, Michael Collins, Yeats
Just an Introduction
Just a Refreshing of the Roots
Really do they have teeth on the Blasket Islands
Or do they all wander to our own East Coast
How I long to be this person again
Do you know what a Waulking Song is
Warm your sailor's blanket as he comes in from the cold
What if that was you
I being Poor have only my dreams
I only had my thoughts of you
Liv's a Celtic Phantasy too
She's an Elven Hobbit Dream
So's Gwen and your dear Isolde
So hold close with every breath from every vein
This heartache is no new strain
Your headache is healed by music you say
And books and your good looks
Romantic crown, Celtic gown
Warriors stance, Ulrich Von Liechtenstein's dance
Celtic Austen traditions
Don't cheapen my admissions
Cherished even when my heart is in a thousand shards
My child knows the difference between Elanor and Maryanne
She's Elanor, maybe Elsinore Hamlet's home
Like Gertie in Reverse
What is life
What is teaching
What is learning or at least attempting to do so
When obliterated by Tic Tok
and now since my Birthday, disrespect
Grow and be me as I was then
For this our hearts we open
then you'll be Kate Hepburn and her Carey, Spencer or Howard Hughes
No longer to the Pain, I miss my chains which tie me to blood
To my daughter, my child, my everlasting heart
Is this one a work of art
Defend me, She doesn't need to entertain you, Your daughter is not a call you need to greet with loudness, or loud movies, or University political lectures to a pre teen, stop, and bedtimes will be strictly observed, Maria Von Trapp, and music will be everywhere, quietly, and keep things tidy and clean your room, just protect, keep it quiet, turn it down for the mostpart, be Gentle, nurture, and cook kid foods, quiet is the reason mom yells, it's too noisy, her personality changed previously, change that back to sweet, it hurts, don't yell at me on my birthday and the week before yours, I'm your flesh not someone else, if you say they are, maybe they nurture too, but kid I'm your flesh, and you're mine and his, and Love Child you've always been cupid, so Respect the Love Shack, don't lie, and let the mistakes of the past or lies and bad reps go, it's all about love, give it, receive it, protect it, mend it, ouch
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