Lots and lots and lots of words.
For those who are instantly repelled by the presence of too many, this is not for you.
Meaning.
What we bring to words, and what is agreed upon to be represented by words is the meaning of these words. Starting with basics...humans have animal bodies that require air, water, shelter...so basic.
I want to be able to have arguments because I'm a debater personality...can you believe that?
But I want to have valuable arguments that are presenting and examining ideas that can alter the course of humanity. Why? Because along with a great number of other people I have an awareness that the way things are going on this planet is dooming us to a future filled with garbage, conflict and ultimate self-annihilation.
I have been aware of this from an early age and I have been cast out for my insights. Marginalized, minimized and diminished. So...an example might be the essay I wrote for university acceptance that was about an endangered species and used mankind as an example. Those who read my essay decided to place me in rudimentary English classes at the university where I had a scholarship in chemistry.
I was subsequently placed in a normal English class, but circumstances continued to conspire against me, and I was finished before I started. Of course, I still feel like I'm starting now and what better time!
Now! It's a word. Do we have any agreement on its meaning? If a disaster strikes, now is the time when people have to suck it up and get on with fixing what needs fixing. If a disaster looms, now is the time to avert it if possible. Those who think that disaster is inevitable and there's nothing we can do about it have clearly abdicated any responsibility for their part in seeing life persist and it was in that spirit that I recognized that the forces which dominated were run by people who had no sense of their part in seeing life persist. That's untenable and it's most obvious forty-one years later in who is president of the United States. Now. A word anchored in the past as soon as it's uttered. A word that exists on a continuum of change that can include a segment of change like today, this minute, etc.
Bird song outside my window brings me back to the present. Breakfast for the family must be made. Now.
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
Tuesday, October 24, 2017
Fortunate Reality/Unfortunate Reality
In a world made ever faster by binary systems (a.k.a. computers), it is also made ever smaller and isolated.
The technology that can disseminate an idea worldwide in an instant also allows people to get all their info at home and never see another person in the flesh.
While hard science is the basis for the technology everyone is ever more dependent on to be heard and informed, what is being said is a grab bag of retro thinking based on a reality that doesn't exist any more, if it ever did. While diversity globally is obvious, those who were sequestered into their ideal communities didn't have to see the differences all around them. Of course, in "the good old days", that brief period of post-war ebullience (in the west), buffered by the victors' spoils and military dominance without budget and environment killing resource depletion, human nature made sure that the status quo was kept and the lawns were cut and the garbage out, and heaven forbid someone should whisper the word "divorce".
Lack of information was bliss, except for the nagging feeling that something was missing in the perfect recipe laid out by the American manufacturers for all the consumers to consume.
Now, as the planet is becoming more and more plugged with garbage, plastics turned into instant landfill regiftables, the dollar dictates the conversation even while people start to waken to the injustices kept in place by the buoyancy of the economy.
Articles are still being written by experts and analysts woefully pointing to the great standard of living afforded by resource exploitation. This wishful thinking of the days gone by nonsense cannot point the way to the future. So, the very technology that allows for the dissemination of the bs nonsense that cries about spilt milk and horses out of the corral, refuses to apply itself to the hard but not impossible task of thinking through how to manage human resources and maintain the environment.
The fortunate reality is that we are not done yet. There is a possibility for new thought and revaluing of human life and the planet's relationship.
The unfortunate reality is that massive damage has been done to that relationship and those who could do the most the fastest to correct it are buried in the past. Not because they're dead, but because their entire economic theory is blind to the value of a healthy planet and an educated population that self-regulates. Domination by division and enforced ignorance is the norm.
Ultimately (taking a major quantum leap in thought direction), Galileo was believed and so it is possible that the powers that be could wake up to reality and stop sending the earth into inevitable over-population civilization destruction. Only those who count on war to keep them rich think that life is normal with paid body guards and high walls all around. The thinking that causes violent conflict to be perpetuated is becoming ever more obvious and blatantly false. People will see who the real perpetrators are, those who profit from the losses of others, protected from their malfeasance by a system they have bought.
The technology that can disseminate an idea worldwide in an instant also allows people to get all their info at home and never see another person in the flesh.
While hard science is the basis for the technology everyone is ever more dependent on to be heard and informed, what is being said is a grab bag of retro thinking based on a reality that doesn't exist any more, if it ever did. While diversity globally is obvious, those who were sequestered into their ideal communities didn't have to see the differences all around them. Of course, in "the good old days", that brief period of post-war ebullience (in the west), buffered by the victors' spoils and military dominance without budget and environment killing resource depletion, human nature made sure that the status quo was kept and the lawns were cut and the garbage out, and heaven forbid someone should whisper the word "divorce".
Lack of information was bliss, except for the nagging feeling that something was missing in the perfect recipe laid out by the American manufacturers for all the consumers to consume.
Now, as the planet is becoming more and more plugged with garbage, plastics turned into instant landfill regiftables, the dollar dictates the conversation even while people start to waken to the injustices kept in place by the buoyancy of the economy.
Articles are still being written by experts and analysts woefully pointing to the great standard of living afforded by resource exploitation. This wishful thinking of the days gone by nonsense cannot point the way to the future. So, the very technology that allows for the dissemination of the bs nonsense that cries about spilt milk and horses out of the corral, refuses to apply itself to the hard but not impossible task of thinking through how to manage human resources and maintain the environment.
The fortunate reality is that we are not done yet. There is a possibility for new thought and revaluing of human life and the planet's relationship.
The unfortunate reality is that massive damage has been done to that relationship and those who could do the most the fastest to correct it are buried in the past. Not because they're dead, but because their entire economic theory is blind to the value of a healthy planet and an educated population that self-regulates. Domination by division and enforced ignorance is the norm.
Ultimately (taking a major quantum leap in thought direction), Galileo was believed and so it is possible that the powers that be could wake up to reality and stop sending the earth into inevitable over-population civilization destruction. Only those who count on war to keep them rich think that life is normal with paid body guards and high walls all around. The thinking that causes violent conflict to be perpetuated is becoming ever more obvious and blatantly false. People will see who the real perpetrators are, those who profit from the losses of others, protected from their malfeasance by a system they have bought.
Friday, October 6, 2017
Filling the void
As I begin my blogging again, I see how unready I was five and more years ago.
I was afraid.
I had people reading me and I was still afraid. I stopped writing and they stopped reading. Not such a big surprise. If that was my worst fear, it's happened and now I'm starting up again and I haven't even told anybody.
I'm writing into the vacuum that is cyberspace.
A solar flare could wipe out everything with an electromagnetic pulse and we'd all be back at square one.
I did that without a solar flare just by observing how my relationships hadn't been working and taking time to take stock and heal...in the meantime, injuring myself even more and also watching the world fall apart around me. Then, out of the absolute ashes my new life grew.
Starting with virtually nothing here in Toronto, I am at least in a hub that has connections around the world. These days that's true no matter where you are, but there is something to be said for a place that actually has more than a million people in it and functions well through intense winter and summer weather.
The other fear is that the void is filled with drivel. Who knows what actually becomes of pixels? Do they coalesce and eventually form a ...no, it's nonsense. By the time electrons formed into patterns that could resonate across any amount of space and generate a response of note...let's just say that's a lot more time than anything has a right to expect anything to happen.
My drivel is special. So say I. I will at least make an effort to prove that to be true. No readers? No problem. If you build it, etc. etc. All in good time as my father would say. He's not saying much these days. Gallows humour. I'm clearly in a dark place. It's a gorgeous day out there and I'm turning 56 tomorrow. What about it? I'm actually more psyched than I've been in quite a few years.
But not enough to post on the date I wrote the bulk of the above. A bit of editing and another chapter in the crazy book of life.
Beyond filling the void there is taking advantage of opportunities. First, there is recognizing opportunities for what they are. Then, there is preparing as fully as possible for them.
Next time! That's all I can say. Nothing to be done about the past. Moving right along.
I was afraid.
I had people reading me and I was still afraid. I stopped writing and they stopped reading. Not such a big surprise. If that was my worst fear, it's happened and now I'm starting up again and I haven't even told anybody.
I'm writing into the vacuum that is cyberspace.
A solar flare could wipe out everything with an electromagnetic pulse and we'd all be back at square one.
I did that without a solar flare just by observing how my relationships hadn't been working and taking time to take stock and heal...in the meantime, injuring myself even more and also watching the world fall apart around me. Then, out of the absolute ashes my new life grew.
Starting with virtually nothing here in Toronto, I am at least in a hub that has connections around the world. These days that's true no matter where you are, but there is something to be said for a place that actually has more than a million people in it and functions well through intense winter and summer weather.
The other fear is that the void is filled with drivel. Who knows what actually becomes of pixels? Do they coalesce and eventually form a ...no, it's nonsense. By the time electrons formed into patterns that could resonate across any amount of space and generate a response of note...let's just say that's a lot more time than anything has a right to expect anything to happen.
My drivel is special. So say I. I will at least make an effort to prove that to be true. No readers? No problem. If you build it, etc. etc. All in good time as my father would say. He's not saying much these days. Gallows humour. I'm clearly in a dark place. It's a gorgeous day out there and I'm turning 56 tomorrow. What about it? I'm actually more psyched than I've been in quite a few years.
But not enough to post on the date I wrote the bulk of the above. A bit of editing and another chapter in the crazy book of life.
Beyond filling the void there is taking advantage of opportunities. First, there is recognizing opportunities for what they are. Then, there is preparing as fully as possible for them.
Next time! That's all I can say. Nothing to be done about the past. Moving right along.
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