While moving repository around in Bitbucket, previous git branch was renamed. I had a local repository tracking the old Bitbucket repo. When I tried pushing some changes to the remote branch, it failed with:
fatal: ‘<oldbranch>/<oldbranch>’ does not appear to be a git repository
fatal: Could not read from remote repository.
After doing some web search, I found the following command:
>> git remote rm origin
This command removes the remote branch information from the local repo. There is a complementary command to add a new remote to the local repo:
>> git remote add origin firstname.lastname@example.org:<newbranch>/<newbranch>.git
You can get the url to the new branch by clicking on the ‘clone’ button. After setting the new remote, I was again able to commit changes to my bitbucket repository.
This article contains treasure trove of information about how to work with git remotes. I strongly recommend this for anyone working with git.
Let it flow
Just look where it flows
Up like fire
Burning everything lifeless
Down like water
Filling empty holes
Around the obstacles
Let go of your ego
Let go of your insecurity
They weigh you down
They block your mind
Be free of them
Immerse in the world
Soak up in it
Bloom like a lily
In the midst of the filth
Spread your scent
Do you see now?
How they come to you
Like butterflies come to the flower?
How they seek you
Like moths seek the fire?
Your halo, your scent
Spread now far and wide
But you keep going
You keep going
Feeling of joy
The joy of realization of the oneness of everything
Feeling of sadness
The sadness that I cannot share this knowledge
Coexist side by side inside of me
Tears well up and roll down my cheeks at my failing
Realization is just that
Words are too small to imprison it
It consumes everything
It becomes everything
Any attempt to bind it within the boundaries of sound
It burns them down
Words, when uttered, become ashes
Could you look at those ashes and see the fire behind?
Could you read those words and sense the mind behind?
Could you feel it?
Could you, may be, climb the ladder of these words?
I hope you do
I hope you see what I see
I hope you feel what I feel
I am yearning for you up here
Don’t give up yet
I am an atom and this is an atomic story. Let’s start at the beginning: my birth. At one moment there was nothing and at another moment, I was in this world complete and fully functional atom. I don’t know how I came to be. When I realized I was born, there were already many other atoms. To tell you the truth, atomic world is very fascinating. There are many varieties of atoms: light atoms, heavy atoms, gas atoms, liquid atoms, metallic atoms, explosive atoms, inert atoms. Even within the same variety, each atom has its own character. Sometime when a Sodium atom comes closer to a Chlorine atom, they join and form a common salt molecule. But other times, they just stare at each other and decide to move their own way. Same with Hydrogen and Oxygen atoms. Sometime one of each will join and together they will go searching for another Hydrogen atom to form water. Other time, they do not even look at each other. Very weird! There are many such weird examples.
Over the course of centuries, many atoms tried to find a meaning of the existence of the atomic life. They devoted their entire lives to seek an answer. Some of them succeeded and became enlightened atoms. According to these enlightened atoms, we should not expect anything particular to happen as a result of our actions. We ought to just do our job and let nature take its own course. They also said that our job is very easy: basically to do nothing. Things just happen. Some external forces just moved us from here to there for no apparent reason. But contrary to the wise advice, most atoms kept on trying to do something and expected something to happen as a result. Some atoms make molecules when they find the atoms they like under the right circumstances. Some atoms form molecule with the same kinds of atoms. There are some atoms that preferred to stay with other atoms without actually forming a molecule. And when these atoms did something, they usually expected something to happen as result. Unfortunately, as explained by the enlightened atoms, the results were never guaranteed. This caused many atoms to become frustrated and stressed out. Some atoms even committed suicide. Those were very tragic moments. We did not actually want any atoms to take their own lives.
There were rumors that there were very powerful things known as humans that we could not see them. According to these rumors, humans could use their secret power to force molecules and even atoms apart. Taking molecules apart is okay but it was sacrilegious to take the atoms apart. Occasionally, some atoms would collide with each other at very high speed for no apparent reason and split into pieces. Some conspiracy theorists posited that these high speed collisions were the result of the secret human power. Some atoms were not very happy about this. They did not like the fact that humans possessed such a tremendous power over atomic life and death. They wanted to do something. A resistance group was formed to fight against the human beings. The very first plan was to create a poison molecule. If somehow these poison molecules could be put inside the humans, they could actually be killed. I did not know what killing meant but I did not like the sound of it. Being a young atom and after having heard so much about the humans, I also wanted to know whether these rumors about the humans were true or not? Whether the plan succeeded or not? Then one day, out of the blue these atoms invited me to one of their secret meetings. I heartily agreed to attend.
(This is part of a series of posts written in a story format. I will update this over time to include links to other related posts)
Life is a sequence of choices and coincidences. The choices, though, depends on the preparedness. Coincidences, as it says, are just coincidences which the person has no control over. Some of these choices and coincidences represent opportunity and recognizing an opportunity and making the right choice requires a lot of wisdom and experience. Knowing that everybody gets a chance and maybe even second or third chance requires a lot of missed opportunities and patience. After twenty-five years of searching for an answer to the question – ‘What is a big person?’ – He finally realized that there is no unversal answer. No one was universally a big person. Everyone was big or small relative to one’s vantage point both in space and time. A person might be a big person at some point in time, who later might become insignificant. Similarly, a person might be a big person in one place and he might be nobody in another.
There were even more important questions in his mind. What is life? A long slow march to death? What is the purpose of life? A powerful person’s life. A rich person’s life. A poor person’s life. King’s life. Queen’s life. Does it make any difference? Ultimately everyone dies and how a person plans to die greatly affects the way he lives. Though not many people even think about dying let alone think about how to die. He had a plan on how he wanted to die.
(This is part of a series of posts written in a story format. I will update this over time to include links to other related posts)
This is the story of a little guy who wanted to be big when he grew up. He was very little and didn’t know what it meant to be big. But he reckoned someone must know because his father always told him to be a big person when he grew up and he just needed to find that guy. First he asked his friends. He actually wanted to ask his father. Unfortunately, his father was out to work that day and ended up asking his own friends. They didn’t know what ‘to be a big person’ meant. Then he asked his big sister and big brothers. His sister said, ‘when you are a big person, you can do whatever you want.’ That sounded good! His brother said, ‘big person has a lot of money’. Now, he was certain he wanted to be big. Right at that moment mom came in. ‘Mom might know?’ he thought. He ran over to her and asked, ‘Mom, what is a big person?’ She had just come back after working the whole day at the field. It took a while for her to figure out what he was asking. ‘A big person is one who knows a lot of things, who is not afraid, who works hard, studies hard.’ Now, he was completely confounded. He had thought he knew what a big person was and just wanted to confirm, but she gave a completely new definition. ‘I will wait till father comes back. He must know the definitive answer. He is the one who always talks about being a big person.’ he thought.
He went outside. The sun was more than half way down. There were vegetable patches close by and a small fruit garden little farther down the field. They had about two acres of land. He didn’t like playing in the field. There was still some time left before it got dark. He went to find his friends. Three of his friends were playing football on the school playground. By the time he came back home, it was dark already. Dinner was ready. After dinner, he went to ask his father. ‘Father, what is a big person?’ Mom heard and smiled. ‘What?’ his father asked. ‘What is a big person?’ he asked again.
Tyrion pisses off the edge of the world in George RR Martin’s mind. Daenerys walks into the fire to bring forth the dragons in George RR Martin’s mind. Frodo perseveres to take the ring to the Mount Doom in JRR Tolkein’s mind. Krishna convinces Arjun to fight in the battle in the Kurukshetra in Vyasa’s mind.
Great books are those that let the reader peek into the mind of the author and the author speaks to the reader through the characters like in a dream. There are many characters in a dream with their own rationales, emotions and abilities albeit they are all being inside the mind of the dreamer. A good book is like a dream. Each character lives its own life while being inside the author’s mind. They are all very different from each other while still being the same by virtue of being brought forth from the mind of the author.
Each character arrives at the moment in the story with its own history that defines its ethics, rationales and ambitions. At the same time, it also retains the capacity to change itself while living its life. More the author disappears and lets the characters speak for themselves, more the story becomes great. Any hint of the author imposing its will on these characters, and readers start shunning the book over time. A rule, which I first found in Nicholas Nassim Taleb’s book, that I use to choose a book worth reading is: older the book, worthier it is. The book that the readers over the years have kept on reading must have something worthy to offer. If a book has been read for thousands of years, that books is definitely worth reading. This means, all the scriptures and the original books of the major religions are definitely worth reading. They offer something eternal that have been proven useful in life centuries after centuries.
Just like in real life, there must not be any intrinsically good act or intrinsically bad act in a story. Every action should have a potential to be a good one or a bad one. When Frodo lets Gollum live, it is never obvious whether that is a good action or a bad one. Or when Arya frees Jaqen H’ghar, it is not obvious whether that is a good action or a bad one. And when Yudhishthir loses everything including Draupadi, it is also not obvious whether that was a bad action or a good. Only thing all these actions have in common are that they all have potential to be bad, good or both. It all depends on what section of life we look at. Life unfolds over a long stretch of space and time. And results of an action continue to reverberate throughout space and time and even after the death. All these characters act just like in real life rather than seeming to be guided by the author’s whims.
One of the questions that many people are trying to find an answer to is: What causes a living being to grow old? Can it be slowed, stopped or even reversed? This is a fascinating question and has occupied many for eons. Ageing has recently become an active field of research. We are spending so much time and energy studying such matters shows that we are afraid of dying since natural progression from growing-old is death. We are trying to slow or stop ageing means we are trying to delay or stop death. The answer to this question is being sought inside the body of the living organism. But I think it is not the internal mechanism that causes a living organism to age but rather the external environment as a whole. Just like a stone over time gets eroded until it longer exists, if growing happens as a result of the interaction with the environment, there cannot be a way to stop it without stopping the whole world which is obviously impossible. Anything that we ‘DO’ will just cause the world to keep going. The world is the totality of such interactions.
Good news though is that just like the stone, once it erodes, goes on to form another structure somewhere else; all of our constituent parts will also go on to form something else. Some combination of such structure will be conscious like animals. Some structures will be like a stone devoid of any feelings. And some structures will be the plants.
Each object has its own time. It grows in its own time. It dies in its own time. Human beings die in human time. Planets and galaxies die in their own time. Stones die in their own time. They are born in their own time as well. How are they born? Human beings are born out of their mother’s womb. Galaxies are born out of galactic womb. Stones and mountains and soil and water are all born out of the nature’s womb. Knowledge of creation is encoded in the nature which gets executed with its own rhythm.
Water flows downhill. It seeks ocean no matter what. Along the way, it fills holes, cuts through the stones and the earth, and keeps flowing until it reaches the ocean where it loses its own identity and becomes one. Along the way, it transforms the fields, provides nourishments to uncountable lives, and performs numerous other things. Similarly, stone is created out of minerals deep in the bowels of the earth and changes its forms throughout. Along the way, it provides habitat for numerous other living organisms, helps bring sparks, and affects many other changes. But here, if we look carefully, we can see that water and rock are also very similar to what the living organisms. They are created (born), go through a life and eventually die. But death here does not mean an end. It just means that one cycle ended. Water, minerals, and chemicals will continue through to the next cycle which may or may not be the same as the previous one. When such cycles continue ad infinitum, at some point it will come back to the original state whence it started from.
If you look carefully, water or stone or living organisms do not have any control over how their life cycle continues. Water flows downhill because it is in its nature. Stone disintegrates over time because it is in its nature. And any living organism will eventually die because it is in its nature. Any attempt to do otherwise will be like trying to stop the time itself.
You can only observe that is not yourself. Go beyond all the things that are appearing in your senses and realize that you are the observer. You observe with your eyes, your skin, your nose, your tongue and your ears. There is no getting out of the sensory prison. Now, close your eyes, close your ears, shut your skins, shut your tongue and close your nose. Now, you see things in your mind which causes you to think. Your mind observes. The external world was constructed incrementally over billions of years by some external agency. The internal world was constructed incrementally over your life time by the agency of your mind. You are prisoner in both the worlds. Do you want to be free? Shut your mind now. It is hard, I know. It is probably the hardest thing in the world. But keep at it. Observe your thoughts. Observe where they originate. Find their seeds. Look at them. One seed after another, thoughts start to subside. Your mind starts to calm down. Whatever remains after your mind is completely quiet is you. The real you. Not the one who resides in someone else’s or even in your own mind as an image. Not the one who you or everyone else think you are. But the real you. There is no mind now and there is no image. Once your image vanishes from your own mind, it instantly vanishes from everyone else’s mind as well. Once you realize the true nature of the mind, it loses all of its power over you. You are free. Fly now. Fly higher and higher. Touch the heavens. Fill the whole universe. Everything is yours and at the same time nothing is yours.
Subjective expressions like art, poem, literature, drama, movie, are an attempt to express the feelings. Spiritual expressions are also an attempt, but on a different level. Observational expressions, like science and math, on the other hand are an attempt to encode the observed reality objectively. In either of these cases, the expressions can be best appreciated and understood only after going through similar experience. Even the objective expressions, in a certain plane, have a level of subjectivity encoded in them. For example, let’s say there is “1+1=3” written on a wall. What does that mean? The first reaction may simply be to discount it as a child’s attempt at learning addition. But it can be any number of other things as well. No one can tell for sure why anyone wrote it. It could be stating a simple mathematical fact but instead of “2”, the person wrote “3” by mistake. It could actually be a kid’s attempt in learning addition. It could also be a code word for another person. It could be a joke two people played with each other. Or any number of infinitely many other possibilities. In similar vein, if I write, “As big as the universe, as small as nothing”, what will that mean to you? It may mean nothing. You may think this rambling of an old man or babbling of a novice philosopher. Or if you had tried to inquire about your own nature and had reached a certain point, you would understand exactly what I meant.
Imagine the very first human who becomes aware. He looks around. He sees the vast nature for the very first time. He sees the Sun moving across the sky. He sees days turn to nights and nights turn to days. He sees the moon and the stars. He looks at the trees and the animals. He looks at himself: his hands, his legs, his body. He looks at his fingers and his toes. He feels his head, feels his hair. He wanders around. He sees the mountains. He sees the lake. He finds huge rocks and small pebbles. He sees rivers and oceans. He sees that some animals run away from him. He feels hungry. But there are no thoughts yet just the observations. There is nothing to think about. He hasn’t experienced anything. He does not yet have the symbols for thinking. He does not have a name. Names have no meaning yet. He just sees and experiences the world purely at the sensory level. He can see and can feel everything around him except himself. Sometimes it is cold. Sometimes it is hot. He hears the sound of the wind, bird-calls, river flowing, lightning and roar of a tiger. He feels the pain when he walks. He feels tired. He does not yet have the names for all these experiences. Still he feels it and he knows it. But there is always a hole where ever he stands. He does not know who he himself is. Who is experiencing all these? What does he look like? He looks at his parent with odd fascination like a chick looks at the mother hen without any attachment. He does not know what parents mean. There probably is some connection at the subconscious level, but he is not aware of that yet.
If you can truly imagine what being that first human must have felt like, I think you are truly enlightened then. That is still the world we live in at the most fundamental level. Only now, we have created separate worlds on top of this fundamental world based off of symbols. Symbols are a way to encode our understanding of the fundamental world. Expressions are then constructed out of these symbols to express the feelings, encode the understanding, and modulate the sensory information to make them more tractable. From that perspective, when someone says “1+1 is 2”, what is he trying to say? Is he saying, “If we put one of your pencils and one of my pencils in a box, there will be two pencils” or is talking abstractly at a purely mathematical level. We can never be sure.