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Stony Brook Innovation Center Blog

Innovation Sensation

Jan 21 2016

The most helpful topic for an Innovation Center blog would seem to be examining whether innovativeness can be instilled in people the way installing computer programs enables us to do different things, and if so, how is it downloaded, or learned?  Is there a single Skill Set underpinning all the other attributes that are identifiable in the majority of innovators, short of the few savants floating around, and even there?  Do innovations like the light bulb and Internet arise out of nowhere, or evolve as species do: putting similar things together again and again, and how is that done? 

 



Ride the wind leave your mind behind
Feel the rush of suspended time
That's what gets you high
And that's why I, I ride the wind

See the colors flashing like a rainbow
Drink them in until your senses overflow
And you will find that you can grow by letting yourself go
                                                “Ride the Wind,” Jesse Colin Young



For all we know, all that distinguishes Being Alive from the alternative is our bodies’ ability to experience sensations, and IF all the thoughts and emotions that everyone retained, who ever lived, float around in the air or who guesses where—perhaps even continuing to think about those thoughts, feel and modify those emotions, as no less an authority than Hamlet suspected—all the more reason to make the most of what little time we have here. 
Only being cognizant of sensations in our mind as the case may be, The Question looms whether that connection is determined by the weight, depth, intensity, and clarity of our thoughts, in the first place.  By the same token, just because someone has a Ph.D, professorship, or makes it to the top of their profession, regardless of its title, doesn’t necessarily mean that the quality of their thoughts are any grander, profounder, vivider, or clearer than yours or mine. All that counts can’t be counted, Einstein, himself, professed.  Legend has it, for example, that a poor boy polishing up old metal objects in a cellar, thrown away by unenlightened people, wooed a genie out of a lamp, who granted him three wishes, and that was halfway around the world from where I’m standing, nor is it Only in Arabia, to paraphrase the Rock ‘N Roll song, where such incidents have been said to occur.  Indeed, literature abounds far more with common folk having the profoundest, most dazzling, crystalline thoughts and emotions, and educated people as pedants, gummed up by their specialized knowledge, which hinders every step they take as surely as if it were stuck to the bottom of their souls.
On the other hand, there are criteria—subjective and objective—for measuring the scope, depth, intensity, and clarity of someone’s thoughts and feelings.  We use them to evaluate the works of Homer and Plato, Shakespeare and Dante, Joyce and Proust, and compare them with other writers; likewise Bach, Mozart, Beethoven, and other composers, and their kind throughout the arts and other realms of mankind’s endeavors.  We don’t just admire them for their works.  We imagine that their very lives are or were likewise larger, that they took in more of what life has to offer, which is why they took in and let out more than most people do, and did so more profoundly, intensely, and clearly.  Virtually all the previous posts delineate one or more of those criteria and how to improve your grasp of them.

Since there seems to be a distinct interrelationship of between the quality of our thoughts and the quality of our lives—the frequent foibles, idiosyncrasies, and worse of those who left their mark on the world, notwithstanding—methinks it would behoove anyone interested in making the most of the one shot they have in all eternity (and why else are we at Stony Brook?) to devote some time and effort to learn how to heighten your pleasure, even if … their yin and yang are the same as yours in concept, with a spot of darkness within the bright side, and a shpritz of light with the dark one.  Perchance to waken, having bitten off stuff that we would sooner eschew.  Ay, there’s the rub that gives us pause to boldly dream where we have never gone before.

“There's the respect
 That makes calamity of so long life.”
                                           Hamlet

            I’m not suggesting that heightening, deepening, intensifying, and clarifying your thoughts, emotions, and sensations will make you any happier in the usual sense of the word.  To the contrary, I awready indicated that treacherous currents swirl there.  Just that, by all accounts, such happiness is for the birds.

“For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,”
                                    Hamlet

When greatness lies within your grasp as some consolation for All of the Above.  Not to mention the sheer thrill of seeing, tasting, smelling, hearing, and feeling what others overlook, even if the fickle finger of fate eludes you, as is all too often the case. 
There’s a scene in Pulp Fiction, every one of which classifies as heavy, deep, intense, and clear, to say the least, where Quentin Tarantino describes his delicious coffee, then Harvey Keitel soon after acknowledges his brewing skill.  Someone made a similar gesture about mine recently, and asked if it were the same blend I’d made last time, stunned when I confirmed that it was, having forgotten that she was in a tailspin—on a tear, as it’s also known—during breakfast that morning.  Emotions affect sensations in a host of ways.  Thoughts affect both.  Aspirations (or desperations) do, too.  We have an internal ecology.
Fiction, exposition, and lyricism overlap just as inescapably like the existences of plants, animals, and minerals.
I’ve gotten her off the hook in court twice, getting around not being a lawyer, then took on the Chief Legal Counsel of the whole department when she tried to reverse both judges’ decisions, taken her to perhaps 100 doctor visits when she was very well able to go alone, aside from being forgetful and uncomprehending under pressure, not to mention all over the Southwest, even Rio, but she came up with the idea, nonetheless, that I was doing all those things as a Good Man, not as a good boyfriend.  Who thinks of such things? 
She’s done every bit as much for me, but counting change is a tricky business.  Crisp bills are apt to stick together, small ones to get counted twice or mistaken for big ones.
I told her that we are all many things, but by and large a Good Person is a good parent, companion, colleague, sibling, and friend, other than when an event brings a Bad Person to rise to the occasion and Do Right for its own sake, not propriety’s.  When someone does them consistently over long periods of time, they prove themselves to be more than that.  Construing what they do elsewise diminishes them.
Illustrative anecdotes and analogies put events in perspective, which keeps them in proportion.  You cannot think, feel, or taste coffee completely, deeply, vividly, or clearly without using them well.  In the absence of constructive processes, destructive ones intervene.   

I knooow there’s just so much time in a day, BUT … (as The Wizard of Oz was wont to say) ooonly one way you’ll ever get to have large, deep, brilliant, clear thoughts, emotions, o-o-o-orr sensations.  (Yes, dear reader, there are even those, and then there are THO-OH-OH-OSE!)  Athletes, scholars, scientists, mathematicians, engineers, doctors, and performing artists study other so on and so forths, to get the hang of what the masters do, and continually improve their handle on it.
Get thee to a library.  Lists of literary works abound online for where to begin.  Let them blow your mind farther and higher than you’ve ever been.



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