We would be pretty hard-pressed to find truth today, or at least to find it easily.
There seems to be a scarcity of truth these days, prevalent in every aspect of life. I guess one must ask, is that a true statement or has a mask …
Purveyors of Truth and Why I Prefer Fiction Thank You Very Much
Say, do we need 24 hour news coverage?
It occurs to me that it contributes in no small way to the rampant anxiety that is so pervasive worldwide. January 1st I decided, quite spontaneously, to embrace Dry January, the international campaign mostly embraced by the U.K., France, and Switzerland. Now approaching the last day of the month I have noticed subtle and not so subtle benefits.
I did not swear to not drink for a month, but decided on the one-day-at-a-time approach. No angst, just did it. The intent was not to quit drinking forever, but to have a brain and body reset. Will I drink in February? I don’t know. It just doesn’t seem like an important issue.
So then I wondered what else I might try for February. And the thought came with early morning light as I reached for my iPad to check the News from a number of sources, and found myself quite anxious at what I would find. And. Realized this happens several times a day.
So, I don’t believe in hiding your head in the sand from what is happening but I think I will start with the News once a day. Perhaps in the evening. I”ll figure it out as I go.
You see, I think News is no longer something that is just reported. I think once news became ‘24 hour’ accessible, it had to be pumped up to Grab Attention and Inflame Passions. And. Is. A. Major. Contributing. Factor. In World. Angst. I think legitimate investigative reporting has become Sleezy Attention Grabbing Passion Inflaming designed to ….?
So off to a adventure. I guess it all comes down to taking back control of my life and mind in small ways.
No matter what the outcome the damaged 2000 children’s souls shall weigh forever on these three agents of evil. History will remember. Let’s hope the voters will too.
Shame on you.
You know me and how much I love those early mornings between wake and sleep when wisdom visits me for such a short time. Once I stir so much as a finger the thought dissipates like a fart in the wind. (Sorry I can think of no quicker dissipation to compare it to). Except for this one occasion it seems to be the only time actual purity and brilliance present themselves to me.
This morning’s thought was accompanied by a wave of compassion. I like those best. I am pretty sure the thought was clearly, ‘No one’s life is perfect. Be Compassionate’. But then I got waylaid wondering if the thought should have been or actually was, ‘No one life is perfect.’
What a silly self argument. Is there really a difference? I suppose the second statement might indicate that if No ONE life is perfect there may exist perfection in more than one life. Good grief Chris, (I say to myself), STOP already.
The point is that the immediate thought brought a feeling I can only describe as compassion and warmth. Now again I had to ask myself why is this pertinent?
It didn’t take long to see how we misrepresent our lives on social media AND how much we as the public buy into it. Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, Google+, and many many more, all smiles, all perfection, all joy.
Now please don’t think for one moment I believe people should post THE TRUTH. No chance in hell. There is sufficient whining, sniveling, and pain driven expression in this world. Much of it is educational and needs to be out there. But no one needs to know every worry and angst I have. My point is that perfect joy and perfect families and perfect whatever looks nice for the moment and the cycle of life means there is no static perfection. There is a time for everything under heaven…oops a song is coming on…
from They Byrds which came out in 1965
To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time of love, a time of hate.
A time of war, a time of peace.
A time you may embrace.
A time to refrain from embracing.
To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time to gain, a time to lose.
As many of you know my thoughts get to bubbling and boiling now and then on issues of truth. What is truly true? What is financially profitable for those who declare truth? Why are we so ready to believe authoritative statements of so called fact just because they have access to media, speak louder and longer, and often sport impressive degrees utilizing just about every letter of the alphabet?
I have been knocking back three or four books a week lately and the latest was an interest book by Brian Clegg called Gravity which is intriguing as long as I jump over some statements such as, ‘It says that the square of a planter’s orbital period is proportional to the cube of it semi-major axis.’ Clegg then goes on to explain that sentence that in no way added clarity for me, but aside from that the book really does hold worthwhile information that my plebian brain does understand.
Now don’t run off yet because here comes the crux of my thoughts.
Science, which I once thought was solid is probably the least solid of any subject matter. The current definition of Hypothesis is: 1. A supposition or proposed explanation made on the basis of limited evidence as a starting point for further investigation 2. a proposition made as a basis for reasoning, without any assumption of its truth.
I love number 1! ANYONE can make a supposition on the basis of limited evidence! and do! And in many cases the public buys it.
Basically hypothesis is my favorite question – What If.
See I used to think Sciences were confirmed truths and I am not the only one. It seems folks just like to grab onto an idea and declare it truth: the earth is flat, the heavens rotate around the earth, man is the center of existence. Copernicus, Galileo, Newton, Huygen, gradually dispelled these ‘hypothesis becomes truth’ ideas though not without effort. I find it amusing that scientific truths that change as new discoveries are made are heralded and brand new discoveries. Yipee! When the fact is that the truth has always been there, we just haven’t noticed it yet.
Michael Crichton, in one of my fave books TimeLine says in the Introduction; ‘By the end of the nineteenth centyr it semed that the basic fundamental principlels governing the behavior of the physical universe were known.’ And the same was true at the beginning of the twentieth century. But explosive new information continues to change the world. Man as in HUman continues to be surprised. Perhaps the surprise is at their own ability to continue uncovering layers of knowledge.
But I digress – badly – horribly. What really got me on this train of thought is not ever changing scientific principles but ordinary every day things we take as truth. I’ve said it before and will continue to say it, she says with that more dinosaur rather than guru wisdom, we, the people need to embrace some of the mindset of the sixties – question everything and believe nothing you are told with out careful examination.
Take something as simple as our Hydro (electricity from water), although most of you probably just call it electric as sources include nucleur power, wind generated power..etc etc.
Now here in Southern Ontario, sometime ago suppliers started advertising that the cost of power would increase dramatically but the common folk should rejoice because the government was going to install Smart Meters. Why to prevent the increased cost you just had to let your life be guided by Smart Meter. Occassionally someone on the six o’clock news will say that regardless of when they use electricity the prices have skyrocketed. So I took a look at the ‘rules’ to save money on the Smart Meter.
My hypothesis for this one is: The robotic acceptance by the public is directly influenced by the degree of fecal matter dished by profit making government and non-government agencies to feed the illusion that consequential high costs are generated by that same robotic public. *Bridgesburning 2012
Hypothesis are fine as long as they are not accepted as truth. The truly great minds intended, I believe, that they be a jumping off place for investigation, but gosh darn we are so hungry to feel “Truth’ we want to leap frog over the points and make it true by saying it’s true.
Now just to explain Mr. Smart Meter’s secret plan for winter – our current season: (keep in mind a family of four as an example). If you wish to be truly cost effective you can only use hydro from 9pm to 1am. That’s the time to run appliances, heat, cooling, cooking, bathing/showering, laundry.
Now lets look at the most expensive time to run hydro: 5pm – 9pm and 1am to 11am Seems to be that pretty much covers essentials like eating, bathing unless you insist the evening meal be taken at about 4pm and keep the kids up til 9ish for perhaps a snack because nothing else can be gotten until after 11 am (late late brekkie).
Summers are pretty good and weekends and holidays are also reasonable. But the big nasty gobbling everything we have hydro company makes winter the most distasteful season and the most expensive. Just think if we could spend November to May each using no electricity we might actually have some money in our pockets to head south for 6 months not for luxury but necessity.
*And NO Ontario Power /Hydro – I will not accept your definition of the highest used times for winter. You would have to do some mighty big talking to get this girl back on the robotic farm of truth acceptance.
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