You know, this would have appealed to me when I was 21 years old, but now I am not the least bit interested in this sort of thing.
What I am more interested in now is living well within my limits and accurately knowing what those limits are, so I don't have to waste time or energy on fruitless endeavors.
I do not find superhuman powers appealing anymore. I don't want to read 10 books in one day with full comprehension. I don't think such a thing is possible. I would rather carefully and slowly read material and gain progressive understanding over time.
I've read John Gardner's Grendel several times, and each time I get something new out of it. I don't think it's just because of personal changes and new experiences. I think you get more out of a book with each reading even if there are few changes in you as a person between each period of reading. I like reading fiction slowly and carefully, savoring it like I would a good meal. I find technical material such as books on mathematics to be more difficult, and those require careful, repeated readings. One or two lines may require 10 minutes of careful analysis... I often have to check and double check that I've gotten it right.
I don't think I have to take things slow because I am not using my full potential. It's simply normal. It's simply human. Perhaps there are things I could do that would enhance my understanding, sure, but I am not going to be sold a bill of goods that promises to make me superhuman.
Why be superhuman anyway? Why not learn to be satisfied with what you've got and use it as best you can? There is a lot of value to that, you know. It might even be a more worthwhile and enjoyable experience than being superhuman.
Even if you *could* be superhuman, being superhuman would quickly lose its flair. It would become your new normal, and then you'd have to scurry about to find your new fix, the new superhuman to your superhuman.
I am 37 years old now. I feel that I have experienced enough of my own learning style to know that some things only come with experience. Some things take time, and taking your time produces a qualitative result that is distinctly different from rushing it.
The power of your unconscious mind, believe it or not, is evident in your normal every day life. It has its own limitations. It needs your conscious mind. Your potentials aren't on the edge of tomorrow, they're here and now. They aren't unlimited. You and I both have limits, and that is a good thing.
No limits means no distinctions, no boundaries, and that ultimately means no meaning, no relevance, no importance. Everything blurs into everything else. Or limits define us. Life is important and relevant because of death. Death is important and relevant because of life.
Last edited by babayada; 11/07/06 12:01 PM.