Becoming a Zeitqualia Master
As is stated in the theory of relativity there is no
unique absolute time, but instead each individual has his own personal measure
of time that depends on where he is and how he is moving. There's a subjective
view of time. Riding a motorcycle off-road changes time for the rider; it
becomes more intense, or to use Kant's word: more intensive. More qualia, more
color, more butterflies, more bumps, more smells, more memories than the same
kilometer one just rode on pavement before going off-road. Just like time
within the workplace is different from time you spend on your bike. It's
quantifiably the same - one minute is one minute - but the experience of time
is different. They're qualitatively different.
The Viking-Poet word is zeitqualia. It's
experiencing the flow of time in all its color and texture and magnitude.
That's what one does on motorcycles or mountain bikes. The serious green of the
mountains and the cool breeze of the wind and the rocks on the road; they are
all part of the qualia of the ride. It is the kaleidoscope of tactile images
that penetrates the veil of the Viking-Poet's senses when executing an exploit.
Zeitqualia: zeit is German for time, and qualia is
the Latin root of the word ‘quality,' meaning the qualitative, experiential
‘feel' of a mental state or process. For instance, the redness of a visual
experience, the hurt of pain, or the chocolateness of a taste.
To maximize the zeitqualia of an exploit is the
task for our Viking-Poets.
One might as if it is a sensation? Yes. Kant calls
it ‘intensive magnitude' or a degree of influence on the sense. He
believed perception contains sensation and that a magnitude of apprehension
causes increased intensity in the sensation. By removing the translucent glass
protecting you from ontological reality, perceptions become clearer and one
becomes in touch with the raw texture of adventure through coordinated
movement. There is a synergy one experiences, a high, from the act itself. So
many choose not to undertake exploits and they lack the essential zeitqualia
element in their lives. That's the point.
Pain, hand-in-hand with joy, reminds the Viking-Poet
that he is living. And maybe through his exploits can attain freedom from his
pain. If he can immerse himself so deeply into his flow, his zeitqualia,
that he loses his sense of pain and actually skims atop the earth using his
momentum to overpower gravity. If zeitqualia is being in the marrow of
the moment, the point zero of incongruity and the flight of least turbulence,
then it is the full manifestation of being in the NOW, sliding on the
wet ice of time. Perhaps there is qualia in his pain.
This handbook has been written to enlighten those
still slumbering, whose instincts are drowsy, and who have forgotten the thrill
of adventure. One deep down cares for their fellow man especially when there
are sickly. Put it this way, without the outlet an undertaking an
exploit, a man with passion will implode from lack of use of vital
sensibilities that makes a man full. Give a man a battlefield or playground;
it's the same ancient codebook of behaviour that springs into play. The
important thing is to expend that energy so that one may grow. It's a
snowballing action, both in abilities and from the inner glow of
accomplishment. Part and parcel with the accumulation of creative achievement
is the fervor and flush of ones infinite goodness. The natural
expression is compassion one has for others.
Over time the snowballing glow spills over
creating an urge to spread the goodness around. The act of giving is poetic; so
manifesting this action only adds to the richness of ones brush and the
aggregate camaraderie of mankind.