Philosophers Crack Me Up.
I have been reading several volumes on Philosophers and philosophy. I am now convinced that philosophers don't know crack. They claim they are cracking human codes but seem to have lost their way on the way to whatever it is they seek. One says everything is nothing and others say nothing is everything. One says everything can be categorized and another says everything is one thing. I wish they would get their act together. These supposed mental giants are little more than a newborn jabbering in languages only they understand. I have yet to find just one philosopher who seems to have it all together. To top it off, you will find that through the centuries each philosopher has fed off of the ones ahead of him. I am beginning to think philosophers can't think for themselves. All they do is propose a lot of things and then don't follow through with any proof. And that is another thing. Who needs proof? Of what. Proof we exist? Look in a mirror. Proof that we think? Think about that, see how quickly the proof comes to mind? I think it is time someone came along and straightened the philosophy mess out. Who could that be? Could it be you and/or me?
Philosophers were all right until they started mixing religion and science and mythology in the mix. In the early days Aristotle and all them old guys realized everything depended on words and the way we understood words and where the words came from. Then came the weirdos who thought maybe there was a philosophy about things. Cosmic things. Like stars and moons and suns. Eventually they included time and distance and energy and so many other things that they couldn't understand so they lumped it all with philosophy. I heard a rumor that they want to start including brains and minds and other such esoteric bull crap. Some of them have even begun calling themselves esoteric. I have them fooled. I have it all boiled down to just me. If I am going to be esoteric I am going to do it by myself. So where do I think I will go with this? How will I do away with this crazy philosophy thing and instill reason and truth and proof to what I know? Will I know or will I think I know? Who knows?
I know. It doesn't matter what you or anyone else thinks, I know. There is no way you could know what I mean unless you have passed through Cosmic Consciousness and seen the makeup of my brain and my mind. You can only do this by traveling out of your brain and out of your mind and through the Cosmos and find my particular node in Unity and follow the road leading through my mind, which I am not out of, I have plenty, into my brain and then what? I guess you would be me? Have we already done this? Are we really each other? Have we finally come to the end of the road? Do we now know it all?
Yes, as long as you and I are one we do know. Separate us and we are blanks living a blank life in a blank world. I might suggest a mind experiment. Think of your existence where you are the only thing that exists. Weird, isn't it?
I Will Support Trump to the Death
There are many reasons I have come to the conclusion I must support Donald J. Trump for the Presidency of the United States of America. Many of those reasons are those accepted by the growing numbers of my fellow citizens who have backed him up to this point. More of the reasons have been forced upon me by relationships with friends and family. The greatest reason for my change to Trump is one I am almost ashamed to mention. It is the straw that broke the camel's back. It is one that has driven many to follow a leader regardless of personal desires. It is the one reason that even the most intelligent, most friendly, most benevolent and most courageous among us will allow to drive their steps.
I support Trump because he is influential. I support Trump because he has a powerful economic background. I support Trump because he is a builder. I support Trump because he has been successful in many endeavors. These are but a few of the reasons I support Donald J. Trump. I can understand others following him for the same reasons. Yet these reasons alone could not convince me to accept Trump. So why am I now in this position?
I discovered that many, many of my friends and family supported Trump long before I came to the same decision. Some of them were concerned about our borders and immigration and loss of jobs to the undocumented. Some were probably led by racist thoughts. Others by super nationalism. Some just by the urging of their friends and neighbors and relatives. A few may even have succumbed to financial concerns and a need for security. Some have even forsaken freedom to achieve their present stance. So why did I hold out from supporting Trump with all of these aforementioned reasons to do the opposite?
Up until I came upon my final motive for supporting Trump I maintained my common sense, my intellectual integrity and my hope for the future of our country. For some unGodly reason I thought that justice and providence and sanity would prevail and all the ills of our democracy would fall by the wayside. Alas, they did not prevail and now our beloved land is in danger of destruction. With all of this in mind I have come to realize I must support Trump out of fear. Fear for my world, for my country, for my friends and neighbors, for my family and even for my personal safety. You could say I have forsaken all of my background and knowledge to accommodate my desire to stifle fear.
I was born in 1936. I lived through the Second World War. You may think I was too young to understand but the early years have proven to be the time when we are most impressed by the world around us. I saw the rise of Hitler and Mussolini. I heard the stories of conquest and victory. I saw and even participated in the efforts to stomp out fear by collecting metal and paper and rags to support our war effort. I saw the news reels of atrocities and death and destruction. I wondered and celebrated in the defeat of the Axis. This was all done at a time of great fear. Fear that is presented to us once more in the form of a leader who seems so much like Adolph and Benito and Hirohito. I find myself cringing in fear that if I don't support Trump my fellow Americans may turn against me. My friends and neighbors may resent me if I am not like them. Even my family may deny me for my beliefs.
For all these reasons I now declare I will support Donald J. Trump. I fear him.
Tempted Anyone?
To most men the symbol of the ultimate temptation is the mermaid. The female form represents life, home, love, companionship and warmth. The fish tail is experience, survival, food, wanderlust and nature. In short, the mermaid encompasses almost all the needs, dreams, thoughts and realities a man needs to survive. We can attach man's temptations to these words. Man is eternally tempted by all the things that comprise life. Could it be that man's very existence can be attributed to temptation?
Don't be confused about temptation. Temptation is not desire, nor attraction, nor need, nor any function man requires to live his life. Temptation is life. Temptation is the essence of being. Temptation is a basis for man's soul. It will be temptation that leads man to eternity. Temptation is a word that very poorly describes an inner yearning of humankind. That inner yearning is basic to humans and drives us all forward. Does this seem to present temptation as being God?
Pre-creation, procreation, life, all human experience is driven by temptation. The sciences and the arts are dominated by temptation. The choices humans make are determined by temptation. Temptation is like the glue that holds us all together. Temptation can be ignored but only if we are willing to die. Yet even when we die we turn to dust which becomes a temptation to become nothing all the while actually requiring us to live eternally in the infinite distance and time of the Universe.
Whoa, there, horsey! What brought on this tirade that seems to make temptation some grand human attribute? The classic definition of temptation is “the act of tempting or the state of being tempted especially to evil”. The classic definition is accurate and proper but it is not all inclusive. Temptation is the bright colors of the male bird. Temptation is that certain smile a wife gives to her husband. In short anything that attracts can be considered a temptation. Whether such temptation leads to evil depends on much more than the temptation itself. Mainly it is the will of the observer or the recipient of temptation that decides the morality or propriety of each observance.
Temptation, oh temptation. Thy name alone brings me memories of loves and lusts long left behind. I find myself needing to be tempting more than the object of any temptation. Temptation it is that brings me the ladies of the night. The sweet, tender souls that lay at my side and allow my caresses to pique their needs. The beautiful, voluptuous ladies than will hold my hand and take my kisses and plead for more. The ladies are all I live for in my prolonged existence. They make tomorrow worth waiting for. When I awake I will use the day to prepare myself for spending another night with the ladies. I will let temptation take control of my mind and follow it to the rewards of being one with another. Temptation, now and forever. Oh, temptation.
Come with me sweet lady. Join my bed. Let us be together what neither of us is alone.
Until now I had lost all hope. Until now I thought I would never find you. Until now there was no light at the end of the tunnel.
Now I see the train coming through the mountain. Now I see my way ahead. Now I have a ride to the future. Now I know I am not lost but rather found. Now I have you to guide me onward. Now my hope has become assurance.
Before now I was alone. Before now I was mistaken. Before now I was mislead. Before now I was failing. Before now I was falling.
From now forward I can spread my wings. From now forward I can soar toward Heaven. From now forward I will look outward to see all I possess. From now forward I can be in peace. From now forward I am alive.
Looking back I can see I have come full circle. Looking back I can see that what I have found was right there with me. Looking back I see I was blind. Looking back I know that the Light has now become me.
I am now the Light. I am now at Peace. I am now all I was meant to be. I am now going to spread my wings and fly across the Universe while singing a song for all to hear. That song is Love.