It only ends for us but not for anything else. The day is done and it comes to these last few fragments of the year that came and is now gone like all the other past ghost of seasons gone by and never to return but they do somehow return to this time by building up the past things in life and growing something new out of the world that has has gone. Perhaps not in a long spiral nor in a spear shape nor even a long line but a whisper and a long wind that comes and uncovers a leaf in the ground.
The earth is asleep and we wait its return, it has been whispered. It is a relief to know that only half of it is sleeping or rather the growth is so powerful that it can only be done on one end of the earth and so the other must sleep waiting its turn to grow green again.
I looked at the internet and the news are not "good" as we have known them, or at least what my limited experience has shown me in my 20 odd years of living on this rotating rock suspended by gravity and inertia somewhere in the recondite parts of the universe immense and finite and infinite for it will end somehow.
The killings that are going on in an almost unheard of fashion or perhaps is it that it is now happening in the middle class neighborhoods where are before it only happened in the ghetto "where it should/has always happen." Yes, I concede that it can be happening at the same rate but in a more graphic way. But, if it is not, then it is happening in a more gruesome way and the causes of these things are part of economic concerns, concerns about existence and about belonging in a world where this happens and is happening in an almost constant and monthly fashion.
I then look around and those polar ice caps are receding to an almost unprecedented way with no real way to stop their efflux. And all we can do is watch and all these things, again I concede that they may be part of a natural undulation in the climate, but if it is not then all we can watch as we do this and at the same time no one can control that movement no one can stop the flight. We are powerful enough to cause it but incapable of stopping the very thing that we give life to but are unable to stop, not at least in the way our society is arranged and have arranged through our mutual blind coming and going. I am remind that "one does not judge men by what they think of themselves" and that we do not ask the questions which' answer is not formed or forming within our grasp. So does society, and what ever answer we bring be it mutual destruction (war, bombings, WWIII, etc.), social unrest (riots, strikes, etc.), or other things that are not yet assembled, it is always acceptable because it brings us closer to another answer and that answer may very well be barbarism, or socialism, or something else, but the only thing that counts is humanity answering this question that is brought about by us having brought out this particular question at this particular juncture in this particular space-time.
That is something worth living for, and looking forward to no matter how long one lives whether a day or whether a whole average life time. These questions that are constructed individually and answered communistically no mater how much we think that we are individuals in a desert among the many. If you want dazzling proof just look at prices of commodities: why that price of milk and not another as a great average?
I've finished His Dark Materials and in some ways I agree and in other I do not but it is a story so I'm not fervent although I think that the idea that the heretical book has been published is amazing although a but nearsighted. It does not raise the question as to why if religion is a fiction why does society choose to believe and continue to believe? Their has to be definite societal mechanisms at work that hold it together--we hold it together to put it more plainly. That is the true answer and those that only scoff at God and the Bible have missed the point, its like repeating ad infinitum that "God in fact does not exist," but does not delve any deeper. So again we are at the same place, although a little more winded. We have to understand the underpinnings of society before we can understand this or that detail and choose which prescription works best. A "just don't think about it" has been tried for as long as the Church has been in existence and look where that has brought us: to a bunch of 13-year-olds fearful of masturbation.
The earth is asleep and we wait its return, it has been whispered. It is a relief to know that only half of it is sleeping or rather the growth is so powerful that it can only be done on one end of the earth and so the other must sleep waiting its turn to grow green again.
I looked at the internet and the news are not "good" as we have known them, or at least what my limited experience has shown me in my 20 odd years of living on this rotating rock suspended by gravity and inertia somewhere in the recondite parts of the universe immense and finite and infinite for it will end somehow.
The killings that are going on in an almost unheard of fashion or perhaps is it that it is now happening in the middle class neighborhoods where are before it only happened in the ghetto "where it should/has always happen." Yes, I concede that it can be happening at the same rate but in a more graphic way. But, if it is not, then it is happening in a more gruesome way and the causes of these things are part of economic concerns, concerns about existence and about belonging in a world where this happens and is happening in an almost constant and monthly fashion.
I then look around and those polar ice caps are receding to an almost unprecedented way with no real way to stop their efflux. And all we can do is watch and all these things, again I concede that they may be part of a natural undulation in the climate, but if it is not then all we can watch as we do this and at the same time no one can control that movement no one can stop the flight. We are powerful enough to cause it but incapable of stopping the very thing that we give life to but are unable to stop, not at least in the way our society is arranged and have arranged through our mutual blind coming and going. I am remind that "one does not judge men by what they think of themselves" and that we do not ask the questions which' answer is not formed or forming within our grasp. So does society, and what ever answer we bring be it mutual destruction (war, bombings, WWIII, etc.), social unrest (riots, strikes, etc.), or other things that are not yet assembled, it is always acceptable because it brings us closer to another answer and that answer may very well be barbarism, or socialism, or something else, but the only thing that counts is humanity answering this question that is brought about by us having brought out this particular question at this particular juncture in this particular space-time.
That is something worth living for, and looking forward to no matter how long one lives whether a day or whether a whole average life time. These questions that are constructed individually and answered communistically no mater how much we think that we are individuals in a desert among the many. If you want dazzling proof just look at prices of commodities: why that price of milk and not another as a great average?
I've finished His Dark Materials and in some ways I agree and in other I do not but it is a story so I'm not fervent although I think that the idea that the heretical book has been published is amazing although a but nearsighted. It does not raise the question as to why if religion is a fiction why does society choose to believe and continue to believe? Their has to be definite societal mechanisms at work that hold it together--we hold it together to put it more plainly. That is the true answer and those that only scoff at God and the Bible have missed the point, its like repeating ad infinitum that "God in fact does not exist," but does not delve any deeper. So again we are at the same place, although a little more winded. We have to understand the underpinnings of society before we can understand this or that detail and choose which prescription works best. A "just don't think about it" has been tried for as long as the Church has been in existence and look where that has brought us: to a bunch of 13-year-olds fearful of masturbation.
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I am faced with the question "What am I going to do?" and that is a question that I've been thinking about all year long. And as I read more and more I think that I will go to graduate school. I will try, I will take the first steps and the next and the next. That has begun. It began in January athough I did not know it. I new that I needed to learn math and I am doing that. I know that I need to learn vocabulary and I've done that and I will need to refine my knowledge and I will do a search as to what graduate school I will do, but much more important than that I will see what I am interested in. I can't really talk about it much the important thing because as I've learned this year and underscored by the penultimate book The Amber Spyglass:
I know what I have to do: finish Capital v. III before I take another step. Not because I am afraid of the next, and the next, but because I need to finish this step to go on to the next. Its like cleaning my room, or like making my bed after I get up. Its just that the day has not started whithout these nonsensical rituals that keep the path clear and the sword sharp for the untrod path. This is all done for me and for no one else, not because I'm selfish but because in the end I am the one on this path and I will be on it till I die.
I am faced with the question "What am I going to do?" and that is a question that I've been thinking about all year long. And as I read more and more I think that I will go to graduate school. I will try, I will take the first steps and the next and the next. That has begun. It began in January athough I did not know it. I new that I needed to learn math and I am doing that. I know that I need to learn vocabulary and I've done that and I will need to refine my knowledge and I will do a search as to what graduate school I will do, but much more important than that I will see what I am interested in. I can't really talk about it much the important thing because as I've learned this year and underscored by the penultimate book The Amber Spyglass:
As a mountain keeps still within itself, thus a wise man does not permit his will to stray beyond his situation.
I know what I have to do: finish Capital v. III before I take another step. Not because I am afraid of the next, and the next, but because I need to finish this step to go on to the next. Its like cleaning my room, or like making my bed after I get up. Its just that the day has not started whithout these nonsensical rituals that keep the path clear and the sword sharp for the untrod path. This is all done for me and for no one else, not because I'm selfish but because in the end I am the one on this path and I will be on it till I die.
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