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*Mar*Below is an *edited, polished, and strengthened version* of your
original piece. I have preserved your voice and message, but clarified
structure, sharpened imagery, and deepened the philosophical coherence. If
you want it more poetic, more academic, or more argumentative, I can revise
again.
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*Our Reduction*

*(Edited and Improved Version)*

Today we live under the subjugation of science—no longer the noble search
for understanding, but a cult of reduction, where every phenomenon is
stripped of feeling, meaning, and vitality until only a cold mechanical
residue remains. There was a time when the millions of pores on our skin
breathed the air of the troposphere, when we lived as macro-beings woven
into the life of the planet. Thousands of nerve endings on our palms and
heels once connected us directly to the lithosphere. Soil bacteria
interacted with our immune systems; the biosphere was not an external
environment but our extended body.

We breathed, smelled, sensed, perceived—and thereby learned. All five
senses formed a single symphony through which nature communicated its
knowledge. Discoveries came not through instruments, but as sudden
illuminations in the brain. God impacted continuously. Nature educated
continuously. And the knowledge entered not just the mind, but the
hormones, the nerves, the very anatomy of our being. We did not merely live
*on* Earth; we lived *as* Earth.

In those times of complete sensitivity, we perceived climate shifts as
instinctively as we felt changes in our heartbeat. We sensed earthquakes
before they struck, read the atmosphere before storms, intuited the
stirrings of volcanoes. Our bodies were instruments of communion.

But today these natural faculties have been seized by machines. We depend
on devices to accomplish even trivial tasks, gradually freezing our limbs,
our reflexes, and our perceptual capacities. At the most fundamental
level—consciousness itself—technology has become the guide and governor.
Our biospheric anatomy, once the basis of sensing, learning, and
understanding, has been surrendered.

This mechanization is marketed to us as comfort and luxury, while the
hapless students of economics are drilled to believe that each layer of
numbness constitutes a “higher standard of living.” The champions of
technology, who proudly label themselves atheists or rationalists, have
created countless disciplines built upon a single paradigm: that everything
rests on a foundation that is emotionless, feelingless, and mechanical.

In embracing this paradigm, we have forgotten a basic truth: *nature is
always teaching*. Emotional sensing is nature’s pedagogy, embedding
knowledge directly into physiology and anatomy. We have journeyed from
total sensitivity—where action was reflexive, immediate, and attuned—to a
state where we cannot sense at all without technological assistance. Our
education is no longer through sensing; sensing has become the prerogative
of machines.

To survive, we created the dismal science of economics. Today that very
economics has rendered us redundant through total robotization. We forget
that there are millions of meaningful human tasks waiting in the healing of
a nature wounded by our own mechanistic arrogance.

Yet universities continue to train students for professions that accelerate
destruction. Each course, designed within a Cartesian-mechanical worldview,
mass-produces what in myth would be called *Basmasuras*—figures empowered
only to self-destruct and destroy what sustains them.

As a first step toward reclaiming sanity, every university should establish
a *Free Nature Park*—an untouched area without human manipulation.
Gradually, universities must shift away from the Cartesian blueprint and
bid farewell to René Descartes. Real education is ecological, experiential,
and natural—not mechanical.

*True learning begins when we return to the grand teacher that never ceases
its instruction: nature itself.*

— *YM Sarma*
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If you’d like, I can also produce:

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   a more *academic* version
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   a more *poetic* version
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   a more *radical and passionate* version
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   or a *shortened version suitable for publication*

Just tell me the tone and purpose.

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