Beyond Reasonable Doubt

​I have gathered enough evidence (from personal experience and from just observing society) to conclude that doubt is never entirely eliminated. Even when substantial evidence appears to support someone’s account, the possibility of error remains.

There are countless examples of cases that were considered proven “beyond reasonable doubt” that were later overturned. 

Courts, juries, investigators, and entire communities have collectively agreed on a version of events, only to discover years later that they were all wrong. 

There is always the possibility of mistakes, assumptions, pressure, misjudgment etc. 

Jurors are supposed to stay away from news and outside information, as to remain impartial with their decisions, however a lot of the dynamics of the trial itself can cloud the view of someone in the wrong direction. 

I think of the case where the mother was convinced the suspect was guilty; she never actually admitted it, but provided enough non verbal evidence. When she gave her testimony, she led the jury to conclude that the accused was guilty, when in fact, he was completely innocent. 

There are so many factors that can influence someone’s judgment. I feel “beyond reasonable doubt” is weak, fragile. 

There are always reasons to doubt beyond reason. 

Sueños

​I am in a classroom filled with students. I am about to take a test. I realized that there is a part of the test i didn’t study. Is about spirituality in general, somehow I feel I didn’t need to study for that. 

Still, I think that maybe I should read something before the test starts. 

I am looking inside my bag for the book and I don’t have it. I asked other students around if I can borrow theirs. 

One girl for whatever reason is reluctant.  I somehow get a hold a book. The writing is super small, I can’t read it. There are pages with illustrations. I decided to take photos of the book instead. 

Now, I am in line to talk to my teacher. He and I are friends, not sure how. Every one is on the line to ask about the test. Me and the teacher have a special relationship, again don’t know how; but the other students are aware of our friendship and are kind of jealous or are expecting some special treatment with me. ( Very similar to my philosophy teacher in high school, same thing. Perceiving that my classmates think we are romantically involved only because we share the same enthusiasm for the subject)  

I reached the teacher, he is a mix of my philosophy teacher and a mix of Curioso.  

One girl is super jealous (Jules) The moment she sees that I am about to talk to the teacher, she started making fun and turned around and showed us her behind. There was something written on it, but can’t remember what it was. 

The teacher super calmly started pointing out things on the book for me. 

My stepmother is also around, sort of talking badly of me with someone else. I feel everyone is against me, or they don’t want me to pass the test. 

I also asked another student a question about something I couldn’t read, she ignored me. 

I need to use the bathroom, and I go to a long hallway (i’ve seen this place before in my dreams) - I found the entrance. 

There is one room, with the toilets right next to each other; none of the toilets are flushed. Lots of the look nasty. Some of them with menstrual blood. I get angry and I said aloud: Is it hard to flush the toilets after you use them? 

I can’t remember what happened after that. 

Sueños

Lo único que recuerdo es que estaba en la calle. Había una conmoción, como si un accidente acabara de ocurrir. Al parecer, un policía tropezó accidentalmente con una señora, y el bebé que ella llevaba cayó al suelo. El bebé lloraba, y otro policía regañaba al que había causado el accidente.

Luego me veo detrás de una van conducida por gente muy extraña. Para empezar, todos son extremadamente obesos y llevan un maquillaje exagerado, como de carnaval. Están persiguiendo a su mono, una de sus mascotas, que se ha escapado. Quieren atraparlo antes de que la policía lo haga.

En su intento por alcanzar al mono, manejan de forma bastante imprudente. Pienso que son los que están causando accidentes. 

Lo sentí!

​como un aroma que llegó de la nada a mis olfatos, 

por unos segundos, una imagen borrosa llegó a mi memoria. 

una invención mía, quizás, pero igual, si que pasó! 

lo interesante es que ha llegado, puntual a mi buzón. 

Digo puntual, porque no es la primera vez que siento algo y justo después llega. 

coincidencia? 

otra distorsión de la realidad? 

por ahora, solo dejamos notas...

Reflections on Reflections

Last night, I was at the gym on the bike. Reflected in the mirror in front of me was the screen of a TV. From where I was, it looked like they were playing a movie about businessmen having a meeting in one of those fancy New York high-rises. I finished on the bike, turned around, and moved to another machine that was closer to the TV. That’s when I realized the movie wasn’t live-action at all. It was animated, a cartoon with animals dressed like businessmen. It surprised me. A super mind-bending moment. I didn’t have my lenses on, so I had been watching the reflection of the movie, already sort of blurry. And yet what was happening on screen was it had just enough visual information for my brain to interpret them as humans. Is like my memory filled in the gaps. 

Makes me wonder, how many other misperceptions are happening and we don't realize it. 

Last night or early this morning, I dreamt that I wanted to get out of a place, but the two doors for exit were blocked by dogs; hours later,  I have the same experience at the Simple Pleasures Cafe. Not the exact same image, but enough visual information, to connect that moment with the dream.  In the dream world, there is no time/space rule,  is hard to say which one is a reflection of the other one. One thing is clear, in the 'real world' I did get a bit annoyed that the exits were being blocked and that the ladies were not in a rush to move their animals out of the way; it bothered me. In the dream, the dogs that are on the leash, are super large and threatening but they are on a leash; a reflection of my over reaction; the puppy in the middle is cute and playful; Which makes me think that the two large dogs, are in real life the two ladies, the dog owners; I got annoyed at them, I thought they were rude, for prioritizing their dogs; but when I looked down and saw their cute puppies, I smiled, I would never get angry at a cute puppy. Difficult to say, which one is the reflection of the other one, at this point, all I can do is write about it, make note of it. Like if I just woke up, and found myself in super, super dark cave. And I am just starting to explore, so I have to leave some sort of thread, to mark, measure the territory...

The Automated Attendant

Automated Attendant: 

 An automated attendant is a system that allows a client calling an agency to be transferred to the appropriate resources without the intervention of a live individual. Generally, these attendants will broadcast a message to the caller that lists a menu of options that can be selected using a phone’s keypad. For example, the caller may press “1” to be connected to the sales department of the insurance agency or press ”2” to make changes to their existing policy. Such a system improves the customer experience since it facilitates the likelihood that the client will be connected with who they need to speak to without dealing with multiple transfers. Another benefit of an automated attendant is that it can be used to consistently communicate important messages to customers. 

AI Chatbots: 

Chatbots are programs that have natural conversations with humans using text, generally to provide information or resolve common issues. According to the NAIC, over 80% of large U.S. insurers have some AI solutions in place.

This technology is an effective way of offering services to clients at all times of day. There are several ways that chatbots can be implemented. Some companies may use them similarly to automated attendants and have them direct clients to where they can have their questions answered or filter them to a live individual once the client’s issue has been identified. 

Other companies have employed chatbots to automate certain portions of the client experience entirely. For example, insurtech company Lemonade allows individuals to file a claim entirely through an automated chatbot via their mobile device. Recently, with the proliferation of AI models like ChatGPT, the capabilities of chatbots have become more advanced, with chatbots being able to have open-ended conversations with clients, offering a new level of personalization to the automated service experience. 

One example of this is the Risk & Insurance Education Alliance’s AI knowledge bot, Allibot. This chatbot employs ChatGPT and Elasticsearch to answer technical insurance questions using information pulled from the Alliance’s large catalogue of educational material. Technology like this could be used externally to answer client questions or internally to assist agency workflows. For example, some agencies are beginning to utilize AI or bots to perform certain basic tasks within an agency workflow, such as confirming correct spelling of a client’s name and address, confirming coverage limits, and following up with carriers on open claims. 

Los Perros de mis sueño

I've just seen the dogs in my dream. I am at the coffee shop, and there is a huge line, and I am looking around trying to find a table for me. At the door, there is a lady with two cutsie fuzzy small dogs. They are barking, I can't get out the door, because the dogs and the lady are blocking it. I tried the door right next to it. Another lady with another dog. None of them seem concern that a person is trying to go through the door. Very similar to the dream. 

I was wondering why I like coming to coffee shops so much. I discover interesting people sometimes. Today, I guy is sitting making some amazing drawings. Another guy is writing poetry. The feeling that people comes to this coffee shops to do something, to create, to read...I like that energy. I always get intrigued about some of them. Like the dude at the other coffee shop. I am 100% sure he is a musician. I've never been wrong about this. Is not just his long messy hair, is the way he looks into the void when listening to his headphones,  as some one who is really enjoying what he is listening. Keep seeing him around, and even recognize his car now. Even the car he rides tells me a lot. Dirty, old bmw old model is not some one that is concern with the car he drives. Rare to find these days. 

Another reason why I like coffee shops, is the people I observe, the families with their children, the women that meet to talk about life and everyday stuff with their girlfriends. The little children always looking so excited and happy to be in a coffee shop.  

I like it because is a way to be together, without being on top of each other.  I also like that I have no control over the music, and is let to random, and sometimes there is a song or a particular piece of music that triggers something in me, like a memory, or a feeling. Or butterflies, like right now, I feel butterflies inside me.