Mind of my Stroked Brain

In the past decade more than anytime earlier, our media (print, traditional tv, internet, social media, OTT, etc) they have all evolved and become more and more complex with more choices. While these categories of content have existed in the past also, they have increasingly got merged (amalgamated) making it hard to distinguish them with hard boundaries. There might be many more, but I broadly bucket them into 3 categories: 1. Entertainment 2. Information 3. Noise/ Disinformation 4. Purposeful time  Even news, which is supposed to be only information, depending on the channel, has various percentages of disinformation and entertainment. Of them #3 is the hardest thing to identify. Usually it is very difficult to identify it in isolation. We can Only recognise that it is mostly noise and disinformation when we consume similar content from different sources for a period of time and are able to recognise the patterns in them and be able to contrast them. The first two categories however

Many years back, I had read this book called "Man's search for meaning" by "Vicktor Franknel" He was a holocaust survivor and a psychologist if I remember right. It is about why few folks survived the extreme circumstances of the holocaust and most could not. It's a very good book - highlighting the need to find meaning - a sort of a purpose to struggle through everything. I have often tried to think of what is my purpose. How do I find meaning through all this - the hand that life has dealt. The truth is I am yet to find that answer. Sure there is a role I am playing - a husband, a father, a son, a brother, a friend to many, so on, and those roles I am trying to fulfill what I can. But I have found no bigger purpose or meaning. There probably is none, I am not sure. Everyday is the same - wake up, feeds, physio, feeds, exercise, feeds, sit on wheelchair, exercises, feeds, move back, bath, feeds, sleep.  It is peppered with bathroom breaks and cleaning as ne

Over the past month + , i have kept busy looking at old photos/videos, editing them etc., making video, spending a gread deal of time online and amazon extensively searching for things, ordering them then tracking them and intervening when there were delivery problems etc.  Given the dexterity of my left hand/fingers, and my eyesight (I only started wearing glasses few days back) it took a very long time, with many mistakes and correction cycles. In the large scheme of things, it was all trivial work, but i knew it would make a difference., and I'm sure it did. Now that the date has come and gone, i wake up this morning without something to do. A purpose , however silly, to go on. Its a big deflation. I am sure everyone will suggest to do this or that to keep myself occupied..  That's not the point. I know many things to kill time, but none of then come from within as something purposeful.. So starts my search , as Victor Franknel said - for "Man's search for meaning&q