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What makes humans amazing is their ability to adapt – adapt to cold, adapt to heat, adapt to new home, culture, school and language. We grow up continually needing to adapt to new situations. Our brain is the same, I once heard a story about a man who lost half of his brain, doctors had said over and over again that he would be a vegetable for the rest of his life, but his remaining half of the brain adapted to the situation, overcame the predicament. His remaining half of the brain compensated for the lost half of the brain.
“The human brain has a remarkable ability to adapt to various types of trauma, such as traumatic brain injury and stroke, making it possible for people to continue functioning after key brain areas have been damaged,” said Marcel Just, the D. O. Hebb Professor of Psychology at CMU and CCBI director. “It is now clear how the brain can naturally rebound from injuries and gives us indications of how individuals can train their brains to be prepared for easier recovery. The secret is to develop alternative thinking styles, the way a switch-hitter develops alternative batting styles. Then, if a muscle in one arm is injured, they can use the batting style that relies more on the uninjured arm.” quoted from https://www.cmu.edu/news/stories/archives/2013/january/jan16_brainadaptstoinjury.html
It’s not just brains though, emotionally we can adapt too. Deaths in the family or of a friend, loss of partner or a pet, loss of home or job. In all these situations, physically and emotionally we have to adapt… And very fast.
This ability to adapt ensures the survival of our species, for example: a mothers milk dries up, her young needs food, because people realised it isn’t easy for all mothers to feed their young, we developed formula and overtime a short time babies adapt to drink the formula.
This ability to adapt gives me great hope for the future of the human race, I also hope in generations to come that the human race will be able to find a way to live on other planets.
Titan – Saturn’s moon, is a earth like moon, only instead of water being all over it, it is methane. Methane oceans, rivers and rain. It also has a denser atmosphere to earth – astronomers believe the methane sort if just, slowly falls to the ground like snow flakes. With the apparent ‘rise’ in methane gases in our own atmosphere, maybe overtime humans will adapt to live in these kinds of conditions and move to Saturn’s moon instead (an unlikely story but just an example of where our adaptability could take us).
I would also like to point out, our ability to adapt can also set us back – now I’m not against technology, as we live in a technologically advanced world ( and it keeps getting better, can I hear a yay for graphene?
But our kids are glued to their phones, MP3 players, tabs and computers. When I watch TV I see advertisements majority of the time and for fast food. I see kids shows about fighting and movies about war, it’s no wonder people love the drama of fighting with strangers over social media – are we setting our children up for failure, are we teaching our children that fatty food and fighting is ok?
What happened to education? What happened to teaching out children about being nice to others? What happened to health? When was the last time you saw a healthy advertisement on TV? Well I see McDonald, hungry jacks ( Burger King for Americans) and KFC.
We unfortunately have not adapted as human beings to fill our bodies with trans fats, food additives, artificial colourings and so on. I think food wise we need to go back to basics, I think we need to get the fast food adds off the TV, play more documentaries, explore space more, fight less and stop being so involved with what other people are doing on Facebook, it was only a few years ago I stopped hearing the saying “I’ll call you” now it’s “speak to you on Facebook” – at least when you called someone you knew your conversation wouldn’t involve a bunch of nosy Nancys watching your every move because they don’t have anything better to talk about. Re: see: urban dictionary Facebook stalker
That is a pure example of the bad ways people can adapt, kids are growing up with the idea in their head that fighting over the Internet is normal, and stalking is normal and eating a whole days worth of fats and sugars in one meal 3-4 times a day is normal when it isn’t.
Keep in mind this Is my opinion and it is very clear to me many people don’t share the same views as me, but all I can do as a blog owner is speak my mind and hope to inspire.
For those of you who are wondering, I posted my first draft copy, of my first chapter, of my first novel and for the first time. That is a lot of firsts. http://allworldissues.com/2012/12/05/rubys-notes-chapter-1-draft-thoughts/
I asked people for constructive criticism (yes good and bad) one thing you need to realize if you want to publish your work – you need to seek the criticism, and face the music – otherwise how are you going to improve and make it better?
Last night I spent a bit of time editing it (old school paper and pen style)
here is some of the edited copy – And for those who are wondering ALL my work IS in fact Copyrighted. So don’t be thieving
Being a school teacher wasn’t all it had cracked up to be. Sure there were a few perks, seeing the smiles on those children’s faces every time I entered the room, just as easily they smiled when it was time to pack their bags and go home, teaching them all about how the world works… How much they actually listen to is a different story. My name is Ruby, Ruby Kensington but you can call me Miss K.
I’m not married, I don’t even have a boyfriend, I don’t have children of my own and I don’t have any friends. No I am not a weirdo or maybe I am. You can decide that for yourself. I’m going to tell you a story about how I ended up in the position I am in.
June 28th 8:40pm. 1993
It was the 90’s and I was fresh out of law school, already I had already received my first job offer. I was desperate, so I went for it not knowing quite what I was getting myself into. We had arranged to meet at 9am the next day to discuss what the job involves, the only problem was that I did not know who I was meeting or why. I had received the phone call out of the blue, and the person I had spoken to did not go into any detail about the job, they just gave me a time and the address of where I would be meeting my ‘potential employer.’ When you are a lawyer, you don’t think too much about those types of phone calls – although I would have preferred to pick the location myself.
That night I had a group date with my best friends Chloe and Sandra.
They had been my friends since we were in law school. Chloe had long blond hair with colors running through it, pinks, purples, blues and oranges. She was short, maybe 5’2 and she was very socially awkward. When Chloe was younger she really wanted to be a hairdresser, but her mum forced her into attending law school. Chloe didn’t want to upset her mother, so, she used her talents with hair as a side business as a way to make some extra cash. Now Sandra on the other hand was the complete opposite. Sandra was a girl of status in the law industry – as her dad was a lawyer. She was tall with luscious tanned legs that go for miles. Sandra had dark hair and dark eyes, with a European look to her plus she was really skinny and everything about her screamed sexy. Sandra always had all the guys pining over her like little puppies, even though she turned them all down.
As the night progressed I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched. You know the type of feeling you get when you think there is someone who just won’t stop staring at you? The hairs on the back of your neck stand up and cold shivers run down your spine, as if someone had ‘just walked over your grave’ as they say. That’s the feeling I had now, so I decided to call it a night with my friends and walk home.
As I was walking I started to feel dizzy, queasy even… did I really drink that much? A few minutes passed by and I couldn’t bring myself to walk any further. I hailed the first cab I saw and jumped in. My house was about a 10 minute walk away from our favorite hangout but I just couldn’t bear to walk any longer. The taxi drive made me feel worse. I wasn’t even sure if I was even in a taxi anymore and I just passed out.
If you’re a regular reader of mine, then you are most probably up to speed with my effords to cut facebook out of my life. If not then that’s ok – its pretty straight forward, I really dislike facebook and wish I could exclude it from my life, was without it for a few months, but sadly had to return as I have family in a few different states.
I recently recieved a facebook msg from a friend (she is pregnant at the moment.) My friend wanted to let me know that she had overheard 2 girls at the hospital I recently gave birth at, saying nasty things about me and speaking about my son that I had given birth to just 6 days before – they even knew his name. After speaking to my friend a bit about it I learned who the girls actually were. It’s safe to say that these girls are pretty childish, and I have previously written about them – because they are the girls that are pretty much stalking me. They are up to date with nearly every detail and event of my life – and I do not know how. I do not write about everything that goes on in my life on here, and I had them blocked on my facebook and not just anyone could see my facebook or Jordan’s – so we are at a loss as to how these 2 girls, keep popping up in our life and know everything about us… Lucky they aren’t interested in what both of us are doing but unlucky they are overly interested in what I am doing. Even to the point that they will sit there in a public place, talk to each other, loud enough for people I possibly know, to overhear their conversation. They also created their own reason as to why my relationship had come to an abrupt end (something I haven’t shared any information on to anyone besides immediate family and extremely trustworthy people who don’t know these girls or even of them.) Now I understand that while this blog is public and I have a facebook, there is high possibility that maybe they are one of my regular readers – not that much of the content on here is extremely personal.
These particular girl have proven they are unpredictable with their behaviour and their growing obsession with me has been going on far too long (since Setesh was around 6 months old, he’s 18 months old now) that’s almost a year and a half when you think about it. A year and a half that we havent been friends, havent spoken, haven’t even seen more than walking past, head down, while they stare. When your a mother, and you are being this closely watched by other mothers who actually have no part in your life, it becomes worrying. I don’t even go to my local shopping centre anymore because the thought of possibly being watched makes me anxious. Even to the supermarket 5 mins away from my house makes me anxious because coincidently one of the girls children attend facilitys across the road from it. With technology rapidly improving, facebook heading towards major stalker Ville. With having these girls blocked, how is it that they can still closely monitor everything that goes on in my life public and personal. When is enough just enough? When can people just live without others becoming obsessed with their every move and continually talking about you?
Truth is were going in the opposite direction, it is becoming the ‘norm’ to know exactly where your friends are, who they are with and what they are doing right down the the anmount of toilet paper they use (google ipoo app for iPhone.) It has become acceptable for 6-9 year olds to have a facebook account, if you are a user of facebook you might be aware of the ‘show my location’ option. One click of a button and people can see exactly where you are… Right down to the address. Since when did it become normal to just freely people know where you live? It truly is just inviting stalkers – unlike most adults these days (i say most because it seems common sense is less common among adults these days) a 9 year old girl isn’t really going to understand that it is unsafe to freely give out that information online – but what really gets to me is why was this particular setting created?
Who in their right mind honestly thinks that their child under the age of 13 (legal age to have facebook) is mature enough to be online a social networking site, that with the click of a button, that creepy old man posing as a cute, 16 y.o, one direction band member look alike, can see exactly where you live?
Sometimes I think after all my ranting, maybe I am the only one that cares about this. I think people need to look at the bigger picture instead of just thinking about connecting with people all over the world. Who knows – rant over.
I have been a little absent lately, absent of here and somewhat of mind. I thought I would just give you a run down of the recent events. I have completed chapter 1 and almost chapter 2 of my novel, I have outlined (so I don’t forget) the key points for chapter 3 and 4 maybe 5. I just had my phone reconnected and now it is off to repairs because it fell out of my pocket and the screen shattered ($300 to fix.) I have pretty much been down in the dumps with bad luck for 5 years now 2 to go and my 7 years will be over, I am just wondering when did I break a mirror? around about 5 years ago… maybe there is some truth to this superstition stuff.
Now onto my writing. So I am considering tapping into my Uni’s resources to change to a different Major. So even though I am currently doing business management as I think about it I will never have enough money to start my own business unless I publish my novel and strike it big, but this is where the self-doubt comes back again and now even more than before I am paranoid. Not paranoid about my writing so much, but paranoid about my safety and well-being…
Going back to this post http://allworldissues.com/2012/07/17/life-was-never-meant-to-be-easy/ I wrote about a falling out I had with a friend. Upon visiting the hospital for my appointment to book my c-section in, my partner and I bumped into one of the girls I wasnt friends with anymore… She and her partner literally leaped at the opportunity to share the fact that they had pretty much been stalking my partner and I and knew EVERYTHING we have done and everything that had happened to us in the past 9-10 months… stuff that we had not shared with people and stuff that just didn’t happen at all… Not to mention they proceeded to make my partner feel horrible and embarrassed in the middle of the hospital and use foul and inappropriate language in front of young children AND their parents.
So now I am stuck. I feel I cannot write on here anymore and I feel I cannot even have a sit down with a friend for a cup of coffee purely because I do not know who has been telling these people everything about my life and why they are so obsessed with me and making my life miserable.
Yes I know I am mentioning it on here, but that is because I have a readership to please and despite my paranoia I must type on and well ‘ignore the haters’ as they say. I will continue to write!
So there is my reason for being away for a while, now onto some happier things. My book, oh wow is this a happy subject, I am so proud to say that I have been writing and writing and since I am determined to get my book published it has given me the motivation to keep writing. But one thing I have realised is I have forgotten a lot of skills that could be considered ‘essential’ to writing a book and will now need to seek further education, which I am excited about as there are some paths I can take for this, and there are a few academy’s where I live that specialise in the subjects I that I can attend or do online. That is exciting!
With saying all that I hope you all have a wonderful day or night where ever you reside and farewell until next time