The Scientist Monk.* Kenneth Udut. Eleven months ago, from the
   time of this posting, I wondered, "Who am I, right now?" I
   didn't mean, "What role do I play?" "Who am I in relation to
   other people?" "Where did I come from?" "What happens when I
   die?" No. I want to know what's underneath it all.** The Now.
   What lies inbetween the outside world that we see, hear, touch,
   taste and experience, and our our inner world, of memories,
   dreams, imagination, fears, anxieties, wishes and non-stop
   chatter? It's such a small space in our minds.* It is so tiny,
   we only get about 4-8 second within which EVERYTHING passes
   through.* It is the phonological loop, the place where "Don't
   Stop Believing" can play for minutes, hours and days on an
   endless loop, where hurtful words echo, the place that seems to
   fill up with light and opens up large when someone gives us a
   genuine compliment. We have technology as a species. We have
   devices that record the chatter - we have are starting to take
   some pictures of what someone is thinking about, and able to
   hear a little bit about what someone is thinking. But there's
   more to it than technology. This is about people.* More
   specifically, this is about me and about you and about what we
   have in common but know so little about: Ourselves. So I needed
   a procedure - a series of simple steps to follow to achieve my
   goal.* Who has some of the best procedures? Moms and scientists.
   What are they always doing? Taking notes. And So I did. But how
   do you take notes when one thought leads into another into
   another into another? You do a lot of writing and audio
   recordings and typing on every piece of paper, every medium you
   can possible find - even telling someone nearby to "remind me of
   this in a few minutes" when absolutely desperate; the hold on
   this transient part of memory seems so feeble that it seems to
   be gone just as it arrives. I took a lot of notes.* I wracked up
   thousands and thousands of index cards. Thousands of tiny little
   text files are on my computer.* Thousands of little six second
   videos I've taken of nearly everything* of whatever I was
   thinking about, whatever captured my attention at the moment. I
   relentlessly studied Wikipedia, scientific journals, - keeping
   track of every page I read for back reference, over an 11 month
   span. And I have some answers. I know how the mind works.* I
   understand the push and pull of attention, from the inner
   murmerings of old thoughts becoming new, how we forget things as
   we walk through a doorway - get mad, feel stupid, and come back
   and - "hey there's that thought I thought I lost". I understand
   what it feels like to be autistic or deaf-blind person.* I even
   know what it is like to be nobody. I even understand how women
   think now and how to teach men to understand women better, and
   women to understand men.* How to help parents understand kids
   and kids understand their parents. I became so wrapped up in
   this endevour that I have passed on the majority of my business
   of 11 years to others to maintain and studied everything I could
   get my hands on. I look at a supermarket and see it differently
   than most people.* I understand how industry works and how
   advertising and marketing get into that little part of the mind
   and turn it upside-down and sideways so you become a child again
   and follow them, trustingly. I always thought differently just
   about everybody I know. From the time I was small, they would
   say, "Oh, there goes Kenny. He beats to a different drummer." Oh
   my tests, I'd score 99.999999% on everything except I'd get 60%
   on questions of CONTEXT.* EVERY TIME.* ("What is the authors
   intention?" type questions) I don't naturally understand
   context.* Instead, I have to consciously think of context, each
   and every time it comes up, because my brain makes connections
   that other people's brains don't make. So why am I asking for
   help? I need to continue my work.* To start spreading my
   findings. Please help me and support me. NOTE: the number I
   picked is not arbitrary. It is my estimate of how much, in
   today's $'s, that I will need to survive for the rest of my
   life, at my current lifestyle.* It is also a very special
   number. The Rewards are Optional. They are things that I do
   anyhow and have always done. I've been on the Internet from the
   beginning, not gaming but writing to people of every walk of
   live, solving thousands of problems for thousands of people.*
   I've become well experienced in taking the most complicated
   things and being able to explain them to people of any situation
   in life, so long as they were willing to listen.* It's only now
   that I decided to start putting all that I've learned together
   today, as a service for humanity and to fulfill my own dream, to
   understand everything.