Immorally Integral

A mind is a terrible thing—to underestimate.  And, from the beginning of recorded history man has used one primary mechanism to make this mistake. We call it philosophy. A recent internet meme popped through my featuring four words: Philosophy, Theology, Metaphysics, and Science.  The meme used a “searching for a black cat in a dark room” analogue to highlight why the first three are flawed ways of seeking information, leaving science the sole winner in this comparison of thought. I happen to agree.  There was only one comment, that I saw anyway, successfully linking one methodology to Science, and it was philosophy.Read More »

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Muzzle That Bitch

All this fierce debate, social media turmoil, and protest have the United States and the world on the edge of their seats. Everyone suddenly has a learned and fierce opinion on politics. When I say everyone, I mean those who didn’t previously have their opinions pinned to the top of a page or as a profile picture. Conservatives, liberals, anarchists, introverts and extroverts alike, all have many words, pictures (“memes”), and articles to contribute to the current civil scene. This is not intrinsically a bad thing. In many ways, the country I live in is now at its most divided and resolute I have ever observed. Information is coming more readily from peers than from the media for the first time in my life. Yet, there are the remaining issues which the US now faces head on, but I’m only going to address one of those—misogyny, or perhaps “male privilege” is a better word, so let’s go with that.Read More »

The Identity Trap

The Identity TrapIn the beginning, God makes man and woman. Allowing them to hang out in the garden and experience life without knowledge of themselves. Once this plan fails, a surprising common occurrence considering he already knows everything, God changes the future of his freshly crafted biology with more than a little anger in his message and punishments for disobedience: Read More »

Morning Meditations #114: The Stolen Bicycle

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This is my current evening meditation environment. So this is the lighting while the scent of freshly burned Nag Champa lingers in the room. Peaceful.

Seven days ago, at this very moment, I was barely conscious from pain. A shell of myself, I had turned on the BBC series Life Story, which would be followed by Life. The illness lasted long enough for me to “watch” these magnificent displays of entertainment back to back without interruption. I imagine I am not alone when I reveal David Attenborough’s voice soothes nigh unequivocally. I have only known one other voice that has inspired such an effect in me. The pain wasn’t going to leave me for another twelve hours, so the marathon run of nature documentaries provided a mix of natural sounds, beautiful music, and a soothing voice swaddling me with an auditory blanket to ease my sufferings. This sickness wouldn’t end up being the most traumatic event of the last seven days.Read More »

Morning Meditations #112: The Voices in Our Heads

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Two fist-fulls of spinach, 1 cup of plain probiotic yogurt, cup of red grapes, 1/2 cup of: water, whole rolled oats, broccoli, frozen peaches, mango, two Granny Smiths, one banana, one nectarine, and a naval orange. Lasted me all day.

My tired mind almost caved this morning. There were voices trying to convince me that I could cheat this morning, giving in to my drowsiness and sleeping in, which by all accounts I did, as one foot wouldn’t fall in front of another until 04:25. Those little voices try to tell everybody what to do, don’t they? Think back to times when you’ve had to make a choice, and it is literally like having an argument, scratch that, it is usually more like hearing an argument between two personal impersonators. It seems most people believe this is the process of them choosing, like they have control over the little voices in their heads.Read More »

Morning Meditations #111: Before Dawn Once Again

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I cannot wait to return here soon. Haven’t been back since the 13th of June. I am always worried about what may have gone wrong since my last visit. If the grass is being mowed, have any liquid containers burst in the summer heat? Soon. Very soon.

The old habit came back easily. It might be a stretch to call any of my newer habits old at this point, but— I am already tripping over my words. Haven’t done the 04:20 wake up in a few months, and I sure as DNA haven’t been writing before 05:00 since the spring. Damn it feels good. I mean it too. Maybe it’s just pride in my self-control, but I feel really powerful, perhaps a little sleepy too. A little sleepy can be handled under these conditions, which is to say the conditions of health. There is a major difference this time, and it is not a trivial one.Read More »

Morning Meditations#110: The Revolution Within

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Why do you do? Here is my reason.

Woof! That was a day of genuine funk. I woke yesterday with rage burning through me. Everything I did in efforts to shake it failed. I only took a little of it out on those around me, trying to check myself moment to moment. I ended up reading and reading and reading some more. The Life of Charlotte Brontë by Elizabeth Gaskell fell first, followed by Soul Music by Terry Pratchett. I have this other thing too, when I finish a book, I get the next one out and read the first few pages. Well, I prefer to read the first 10 or so pages to get me rolling. So, I replaced E. Gaskell with Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein and moved to the next Pratchett book on the shelf, Equal Rites. Me being me and yesterday being yesterday, Equal Rites almost didn’t make it to today. I stopped 25 pages short to have dinner and go to a house-warming shindig. I’ve not finished a book in one day for quite some time. Not a streak I am trying to break, but sometimes a bad day comes and one just has to bury themselves in four books to stave off the demons.Read More »

Morning Meditations #108: An Independent Voting Blue

MM 108There are thousands of years of history that will empirically prove that the common person has had almost no say in government. Yes, you should participate if you are fortunate enough to be born in a society where that is allowed, but unless you are willing to be arrested right now, at work or home, grocery store or bus for the change you seek, and even then your voice means next to nothing in the design of the ruling class—unless you are the ruling class. Are you?Read More »

Morning Meditations #105: The Seeds of Gratitude

MM 105 ASomething’s changed in me. I don’t know what it is really. Something about the way my mind is working. It isn’t a dramatic change. (Ivy just came in, handed me a cupcake, looked to the laptop monitor and said, “Daddy, you’re doing a pretty good job of writing.” The sheer force of a father’s love is breathtaking at times) The change came while taking refuge at my mother’s house after a hectic few weeks full of pain, pleasure, and change. And today, the storm has come home.Read More »