Pattern Recognition has its price
To save computing space
The brain being clever
Quickly regulates the repeated behavior
To habits or instinct
By recognizing patterns
And jumping to conclusions
Remember that 'clickk!'
When you 'Got it!?'
Quadratic equations suddenly making sense?
So we can make a decision
Without having all of the facts
When do you ever have all of the facts?
Judging before you have all of the facts
Hmmm...
Pre-jud-ice?
(hardwired!)
-That's how you just knew
That that person hated you-
Then we see what we expect to see
Without ever thinking of our objectivity
Filtering all information
Through our worldview
Such a high price to pay
For so little
Understanding
Conformational bias-
confidence that even the neutral
Agrees with you...
Can we even understand
Why we believe what we believe?
Why isn't it as obvious to everyone else?
Whole disciplines being necessary
To unravel the tangle
we create being clever
Some master programmer
Somewhere
Sure loves Irony
To save computing space
The brain being clever
Quickly regulates the repeated behavior
To habits or instinct
By recognizing patterns
And jumping to conclusions
Remember that 'clickk!'
When you 'Got it!?'
Quadratic equations suddenly making sense?
So we can make a decision
Without having all of the facts
When do you ever have all of the facts?
Judging before you have all of the facts
Hmmm...
Pre-jud-ice?
(hardwired!)
-That's how you just knew
That that person hated you-
Then we see what we expect to see
Without ever thinking of our objectivity
Filtering all information
Through our worldview
Such a high price to pay
For so little
Understanding
Conformational bias-
confidence that even the neutral
Agrees with you...
Can we even understand
Why we believe what we believe?
Why isn't it as obvious to everyone else?
Whole disciplines being necessary
To unravel the tangle
we create being clever
Some master programmer
Somewhere
Sure loves Irony
A contest entry
- Irony, Satire, and Sarcasm (Quotes and a Picture Prompt) by Wandering Woodchuck.
666 points, ended September 5, 2008, 11 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
1 - 17 of 17
-
That's if you believe in a master programmer, and not in fuzzy logic and random impulses. Then we get into the realm of the Church of Mathematics, and belief doesn't matter, as Prime Numbers form their own patterns and have their own, unassailable logic.
-
-
There you go; filtering through your world view...
But really. There is so much information, and many disciplines and systems to try to organize and carry. The more you know, the more questions you reveal. And it can be so hard to draw true conclusions. I have researched Fibonacci sequence and golden criteria (see the web site I feature on my homepage here) and find these natural patterns are ordered, but appear random. One of the articles I read was 22 pages on phi in brain wave activity.
To see truth requires accurate focus. A useful illustration is that the gunners on the RAF night bombers, skilled, trained, motivated looked into the darkness with their eyes focused a few meters away. No way of seeing the enemy night fighters they were tasked to battle. I think that like the universe without transects us in the point of our existence and continues to the universe within, without a balanced awareness; the right amount of self love and care, and the right amount of love of others; without being discouraged by all the brokeness seeing truth escapes us...Maybe we can help each other see.
-
-
Ah, I didnt recognize the title, but as soon as I got to the part of quadratic equations i remembered the poem. It is very good the second time around.
Mike -
This is interesting and honestly one of the most unique I have read today and that's saying alot cause I don't think I have ever read this much poetry!!!!!!! lols. Thanks for sharing this
-
wow
ink to paper, and you come up with a mecanial, poam, to show the neat flow of words. I can identify with, jumping to conclusions. A flow of life as well.
-
Interesting concept, I am studying cognitive psych right now and have been thinking similar things. The problem with pattern recognition is seeing false patterns, however not all patterns are flase, so it concerns me when people immediately distrust all patterns. "Can we even understand
Why we believe what we believe?" Well, that is the question which intrigues me most. I usually prefer more imagery and metaphor, but I think this is poem still has some clever ideas and thought provoking questions. -
-
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epistemology
In my search to understand my understanding, I look at the skill and plausibility of the presentations of opposing views. So much of limits of understanding are related to the ability of the listener to recognize the fallacies. But deeper still is spirituality, when you can know things without the material pathway of information. There are many, who in the embrace of the tool of science, fail to see its limits as a incomplete frame for understanding. There are profound patterns. There are coincidences. Statistical analysis is one way of determining the probability of truth, when coincidences seem to be messages. there is a good book that explores this called "When God Winks." -
-
Oh, how interesting! and who wrote the book? I'd definetly love to read it. I hope I can find it. Oh, science is limited indeed, but so is spirituality. I tend to enjoy my sensations and perceptions but never fully believe the conclusions they bring me to. It's so important to remain flexible and open minded, for our own sake and for the sake of others.
-
-
-
-
-
VERY GOOG POEM
Whole disciplines being necessary
To unravel the tangle
we create being clever
WELL KNITTED GOOD POEM
10 POINTS
LOVE


-
Bravo!
Exactly the point. We try to be clever but it seems that whenever we do so it creates another whole set of problems. We try to use equations and facts to figure out another viewpoint. However, the more patterns we come up with the more entanged we get. The master planners must be human because we sure love irony in the rusted wheel of our own designed evolution.
Betsy Holzner

-
x - Congrats on the silver trophy here. On attempts at poetry such as this that I've tried in the past, I have more than once come away with notes about my stuff being "preachy" and then "they" leave me with this mysterious remark that I should "show rather than tell." What does that mean, exactly? I don't know, but after reading your ~ The Problem With Pattern Recognition ~ piece here, I'm rather inclined to agree! Your middle bit:
"-That's how you just knew
That that person hated you-
Then we see what we expect to see
Without ever thinking of our objectivity
Filtering all information
Through our worldview"
Sounds awfully concrete with no wiggle room...
--------------
-That's how you might have just known
That that person hated you-
Then we might see what we expect to see
Without ever thinking of our objectivity...
--------------
Poetically my "wiggle" words probably don't add or subtract much from the whole, (and I do understand the goal here was to show irony, satire and sarcasm) so this may not be how you normally write. Understanding that, -DO-, please, take into account my reaction is simply a direct reflection of how these particular words struck me at this particular time.
Coolio?
See you around!
Jim
-
Some master programmer
Somewhere
Sure loves Irony

Absolutely. You are wonderful in this. I wish you all the best in this contest,
Jin

-
-
I see you changed your avatar
from mythical and poetic
to movie star!
-
-
Nice job on the prompt. I like the poem. I had to read it twice. You meantioned math, even worse, quadratic equations. My mind went blank and I scanned the rest.
Comment time. I didnt know what I had read. I went back for more, skirting the deadly quadratic equation lines.
I have seen many 'truths' fall by the wayside. My favorite lines were:
Can we even understand
Why we believe what we believe?
Whole disciplines being necessary
To unravel the tangle
we create being clever
Great job. Best of luck in the contest.
Mike


-
-
I may come back and do a third edit, so chk again please. I am tempted to chuck the math since I know something about the judge... but it is such a great example!
-
YOu just proved my point. Your brain saw MATH. CAN'T UNDERSTAND. SKIP! This poem is really just pointing out problems; there are solutions...
but we are so immature as a specie. Acusing police of 'profiling' when that is the way we learn! So what are they suggesting? Ignore legitimate clues on policework? Now there is Irony...
-
1 - 17 of 17








