DISCLAIMER

It's easier to say I'm pagan than to wade into the tricky waters of saying: I'm not polytheist and couldn't square the notion of supernatural beings with what I've learned of science. Can't square the soul, either. It seems to me we're atoms making cells making organs--mostly a brain--and so on. Physical stuff. "This crude matter" as Yoda put it.

That said, I cannot fail to see the beauty and grace inherent in Nature. There is "something" there that speaks to those random assortments of neurons, and they talk back, somehow. The communication is subtle, so subtle, but so meaningful.

I don't feel lost in the vastness of space. I recognize my atoms were forged in the stars, as was all matter surrounding me. I see a flower and try a reasonable estimate of "shared genes" and don't get me started on fuzzy/cuddly mammals! I feel lightning storms like some ecstatic discharge of the weather, like the planet having a thought. "Eureka!" BOOM. I'm okay with dying, knowing it doesn't diminish me, at all. I'll still be here, in another form--hopefully not locked up in a box barely decomposing--plant my ashes, please.

And I still doubt there is NO magic. I've experienced enough and heard enough honest tellings of wondrous things. The conclusions we arrive at might not be true--we lack knowledge--but that doesn't mean we should box it or dismiss it. Nah, poke at the Beast of the Unknown and see if it stirs!

Tuesday, October 27, 2015


 Who can say they haven't had deal with a lack of confidence at some point in their lives? Even if I am reasonably sure about myself in many aspects, there's always the issue of self-importance, rather. Is it worth expressing my ideas in any format, at all? Does anyone care about my point of view? To be honest, I haven't always found a positive and reassuring answer to this. Perhaps it's because I am often too impractical, or at least express myself in such a way... Dunno.

So, writing a blog on a regular basis is a problem, see? 
I am not the kind of person that needs to write down their thoughts or confess their impressions. I can usually remember myself and correlate the contents of my mind well enough without written aid. (Of course, complex new ideas, epiphanies, and stuff like that require noting down--they're strange and unfamiliar things that bare analysis after-the fact.)

But writing for an audience? I hate the metrics this site provides because they show visits all-too-well. When "the numbers are low" you're unpopular and missing something. When they're picking up, you wonder who they are, what they think, and how you could make things better. Sales. It turns into a product you must carefully manufacture, test with prospective consumers, and then advertise. WHY???

So, how do I continue to express my emerging world-view when there's a million reasons to do otherwise? To keep it bottled up inside my mind, like I've always done, and only rarely let it out? Maybe that's what I should explore with tonight's full moon...

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