It has been said that everything comes from nothing.
There is a physical aspect to the extraordinary appearance of the universe from virtually nothing, and there is a spiritual aspect that accompanies the attachment of labels and the defining of existence.
Nothing > Something.
I have some stuff. Perhaps I should get rid of all of it so I can start from nothing. It seems most of my stuff just weighs me down and takes up space.
Yesterday I knocked a light fixture and watched it explode all over the ground. Suddenly I knew what I was going to do for the next half an hour.
Tuesday, September 26, 2017
Monday, September 25, 2017
Interesting times
The old Chinese curse, "may you live in interesting times," is precisely the circumstance we inhabit this era.
Since the 1960's large corporations have abused their power and abandoned any responsibility to the general public or the planet, settling instead on short term gains and the elevation of their monetary standing. That the planet and the general public are poorer as a result is something that ceases to be a surprise and has become a background reality leading to general resignation towards what little can be done to alter the course of humanity.
We are doomed to live in an increasingly gross and unfit environment. Reports are made that the air quality in subways underground is equivalent to that of Beijing. A terrifying prospect for anyone with long term exposure through their daily commute to and from work. Result? Listen to the echoing silence. Suggested solutions? A pin drops. We all could hear it if it wasn't drowned out by the latest barrage of Trump news.
That one of the most successful exploiters of legal loopholes and privilege handed down from on high has become the leader of the United States is sad and the fact that anything he says is now tainted so that even the use of the word sad is linked to his obnoxious tweeting is even more sad.
The end of the world is coming but those who would delay its worse effects and prolong human existence in a humane way are in direct competition with those who are generating the worst problems and contributing to increasingly rapid disintegration of the infrastructure our planet needs to maintain itself.
On the one side, philanthropists and futurists and activists and anyone who takes the scientific literature seriously and makes an effort to reduce pollution and emissions. On the other side, everyone else, who just wants to feed their family and consequently drinks the koolaid that whatever it takes to secure a job is worth the expense to the environment, their morality and somehow having enough money will make up for the loss of clean air, water, green space, etc.
Sad. There are those whose sole talent is protecting the money of others who have the most. These people are never held accountable and yet they deliberately and consciously destroy habitats, resources, cheat and lie, manipulate for the purpose of keeping the economy locked on the same track, and when they die their memory is preserved by these rich sellouts and their achievements looked up to as somehow noble when the actual results are dire and pathetic.
Dire and pathetic. That's what most of economics should be entitled. Take courses in lying, cheating and misdirecting the general public. It's easy and it's profitable, as long as you don't mind wearing a gas mask and carrying a nanofilter for your drinking water. All that matters is the bottom line. Who won?
What used to be earth shattering news is now buried in remote blogs with comments sections filled with back and forths from who can only be plants or perhaps true sycophants who simply love to echo the battle cries of their pals and fill up cyberspace with nonsense and more misdirection of energy. It is sad. Real problems and concerns are evaded, ignored, buried along with those who actually lose their lives as a result of those problems. The cry of fake news is louder than the cry of foul! Foul play is somehow okay now. It's the way things are done. Crazy. If you are not someone who goes along with this you are then seen as an iconoclast, an outcast, and far worse names. The suggestion is made that you are weak, ill-informed, the smoke screen of confusion becomes so thick as to be impenetrable. All part of daily business workings.
Recognizing the problem is a start. There are so many examples of it, listing every one would take longer than simply identifying the closest to home, the most far reaching, and working on those for the sake of improving the future. If right now is okay, then the opportunity exists for improvement through forward thinking and application of good practices. If right now is not okay, then leadership is needed to address the wrongs and make changes through adjustments where possible and the free expression of the situation so that those who should be put to shame are not protected and those who are suffering may seek and find relief and support.
This is not a left-wing conversation. This is a two winged flying conversation that needs both wings to get airborne. If one wing is fighting the other, only the mud will get stirred.
Since the 1960's large corporations have abused their power and abandoned any responsibility to the general public or the planet, settling instead on short term gains and the elevation of their monetary standing. That the planet and the general public are poorer as a result is something that ceases to be a surprise and has become a background reality leading to general resignation towards what little can be done to alter the course of humanity.
We are doomed to live in an increasingly gross and unfit environment. Reports are made that the air quality in subways underground is equivalent to that of Beijing. A terrifying prospect for anyone with long term exposure through their daily commute to and from work. Result? Listen to the echoing silence. Suggested solutions? A pin drops. We all could hear it if it wasn't drowned out by the latest barrage of Trump news.
That one of the most successful exploiters of legal loopholes and privilege handed down from on high has become the leader of the United States is sad and the fact that anything he says is now tainted so that even the use of the word sad is linked to his obnoxious tweeting is even more sad.
The end of the world is coming but those who would delay its worse effects and prolong human existence in a humane way are in direct competition with those who are generating the worst problems and contributing to increasingly rapid disintegration of the infrastructure our planet needs to maintain itself.
On the one side, philanthropists and futurists and activists and anyone who takes the scientific literature seriously and makes an effort to reduce pollution and emissions. On the other side, everyone else, who just wants to feed their family and consequently drinks the koolaid that whatever it takes to secure a job is worth the expense to the environment, their morality and somehow having enough money will make up for the loss of clean air, water, green space, etc.
Sad. There are those whose sole talent is protecting the money of others who have the most. These people are never held accountable and yet they deliberately and consciously destroy habitats, resources, cheat and lie, manipulate for the purpose of keeping the economy locked on the same track, and when they die their memory is preserved by these rich sellouts and their achievements looked up to as somehow noble when the actual results are dire and pathetic.
Dire and pathetic. That's what most of economics should be entitled. Take courses in lying, cheating and misdirecting the general public. It's easy and it's profitable, as long as you don't mind wearing a gas mask and carrying a nanofilter for your drinking water. All that matters is the bottom line. Who won?
What used to be earth shattering news is now buried in remote blogs with comments sections filled with back and forths from who can only be plants or perhaps true sycophants who simply love to echo the battle cries of their pals and fill up cyberspace with nonsense and more misdirection of energy. It is sad. Real problems and concerns are evaded, ignored, buried along with those who actually lose their lives as a result of those problems. The cry of fake news is louder than the cry of foul! Foul play is somehow okay now. It's the way things are done. Crazy. If you are not someone who goes along with this you are then seen as an iconoclast, an outcast, and far worse names. The suggestion is made that you are weak, ill-informed, the smoke screen of confusion becomes so thick as to be impenetrable. All part of daily business workings.
Recognizing the problem is a start. There are so many examples of it, listing every one would take longer than simply identifying the closest to home, the most far reaching, and working on those for the sake of improving the future. If right now is okay, then the opportunity exists for improvement through forward thinking and application of good practices. If right now is not okay, then leadership is needed to address the wrongs and make changes through adjustments where possible and the free expression of the situation so that those who should be put to shame are not protected and those who are suffering may seek and find relief and support.
This is not a left-wing conversation. This is a two winged flying conversation that needs both wings to get airborne. If one wing is fighting the other, only the mud will get stirred.
Thursday, September 21, 2017
Writing and Publishing
I've been writing every day for a very long time.
I have not been publishing every day.
In some ways I'm glad. A lot of what I've written has been repetitive drivel about my feelings or various challenges I'm facing and a lot of it has been dredging up my past and resolving issues that in some ways nothing can be done about. I'm glad I haven't been drawing a lot of attention to these things that I feel are better dealt with privately.
That said, I appreciate when someone is laying it all out there for others and it can make them stronger. Or, it can make them a target for trolls and since I've already been shut down so long, it's fair to say I'm going to be stepping more wisely as a result of writing personal stuff in a personal journal versus pouring it out into the world for public feedback.
Working as an editor I've seen the product of my labours support someone else's progress and a known entity and that's totally okay with me. I like the people I work with and my purpose is to strengthen their work. It's completely in keeping with how I see myself.
Moving right along. I see the door. I'm stepping through. It should be fun.
I have not been publishing every day.
In some ways I'm glad. A lot of what I've written has been repetitive drivel about my feelings or various challenges I'm facing and a lot of it has been dredging up my past and resolving issues that in some ways nothing can be done about. I'm glad I haven't been drawing a lot of attention to these things that I feel are better dealt with privately.
That said, I appreciate when someone is laying it all out there for others and it can make them stronger. Or, it can make them a target for trolls and since I've already been shut down so long, it's fair to say I'm going to be stepping more wisely as a result of writing personal stuff in a personal journal versus pouring it out into the world for public feedback.
Working as an editor I've seen the product of my labours support someone else's progress and a known entity and that's totally okay with me. I like the people I work with and my purpose is to strengthen their work. It's completely in keeping with how I see myself.
Moving right along. I see the door. I'm stepping through. It should be fun.
Wednesday, September 20, 2017
2017 a new beginning
It's been five years since my last blog post and I started the thing seven years ago. Evidently, I have all new cells in my body since I started my blog.
Currently living in Toronto and loving many aspects of it. I think I will always love Vancouver, but I've a ways to go before I can afford to take my family back there.
News on the interim: I met an amazing woman in 2010, shortly after my five year relationship broke up. I was in no shape for a new relationship, but through the wonders of modern technology, our long distance love affair blossomed and in 2014 we got married and had a child together.
My life has exploded with new experiences. I am who I always wanted to be, and now it's just a matter of finding a place to be where I can generate an income to support my new dream.
In 2015, my apartment of fifteen years got renovated and I got renovicted. The trip across the country that followed was astounding, the work I'd done before all that got paid for in a lump and I got out of debt.
In the two years since then, my body has healed for massive injuries I suffered while doing labour in 2013 and then right before we hit the road I hit the road with my right hand and smashed my wrist rather badly.
So, now almost physically back to 100%, completely removed from all my past work connections. In a great city that's having an extended summer and my boy is about to turn 3.
Life!
Currently living in Toronto and loving many aspects of it. I think I will always love Vancouver, but I've a ways to go before I can afford to take my family back there.
News on the interim: I met an amazing woman in 2010, shortly after my five year relationship broke up. I was in no shape for a new relationship, but through the wonders of modern technology, our long distance love affair blossomed and in 2014 we got married and had a child together.
My life has exploded with new experiences. I am who I always wanted to be, and now it's just a matter of finding a place to be where I can generate an income to support my new dream.
In 2015, my apartment of fifteen years got renovated and I got renovicted. The trip across the country that followed was astounding, the work I'd done before all that got paid for in a lump and I got out of debt.
In the two years since then, my body has healed for massive injuries I suffered while doing labour in 2013 and then right before we hit the road I hit the road with my right hand and smashed my wrist rather badly.
So, now almost physically back to 100%, completely removed from all my past work connections. In a great city that's having an extended summer and my boy is about to turn 3.
Life!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)