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Idea of God Idea of Time Language Morality The Promethean Gift War
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It seems we often think "IAR, IAR, IAR" while shouting “WAR, WAR, WAR”. |
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playing on the pun in the Disney dinosaur family. Robby was the son of Earl and Marge who coined the acronym “WAR” for “We Are Right (great show). I extend the acronym to “IAR”, for I Am Right, “WAR”s usual meaning. Susie really got off on another quote from the show, “I’m the baby, gotta love me!”, which of course was another pun, Great show. But Susie I think got off on the delivery, not the pun. ************************ Idea of Time I have often heard is said, usually politically but also morally, “This is a defining moment!” with lots of hoopla and exclamation points. I wonder if God will look back 100,000,000 years from now, as the earth still spins its way around the sun, and say, “Yep, sure was.” I suspect shit* will say that as well, for every moment, not just “important ones”, for each moment is indeed the defining moment for the next moment. So my choice? I chose to “believe” right now that each moment proceeds the next. I could choose not to believe that, as I think some do, e.g. those who believe God stopped the sun in the sky one day, or that group statistics predict individual behaviors or risks that God can intervene and stop natural laws. But right now it seems self-evident to me as to many others that shit cannot. So in that belief, there WILL be a 108 years from now as surely as there is a next moment from now. God may not even sustain that belief for such long times. It seem many people gamble heavily on that card in the deck, assuming they know what the deck holds. I don’t think all the cards are in the deck yet, so were not sure what deck we are playing with. * we need a personal, gender neutral pronoun to replace the awkward “she/he” or “he/she” to apply to God, animals, and humans. I propose we get that pronoun from combining “she”, “he” and “it” as follows: she, he, and it, i.e. “shit”. ************************ Idea of God I amaze myself sometimes. I was thinking of Ananke and Chronos and their children, the fates, and how I told others it is to them that I build my most sacred temples, leaning back in my chair, legs crossed, rubbing my hand together for a little warmth, this snowing winter’s eve. Thinking of my temple I looked at my hands and noticed them in perfect “prayer” position, symmetric, fingers extended, hands clasped together at me heart. Amazing how habit and thought compel beyond our awareness. ************************ Morality It seem of late I have been reaching down deep into the cores of our beliefs; grabbing what I feel within reach of my searching fingers; pulling out what I can grasp; and holding up to the light, and saying, “Behold, your entrails”. People generally shy away, saying, “I don’t want to see such ugliness”. So I just put them back, thinking to myself, “What a shame, I thought the entrails quite beautiful, perhaps more beautiful than your arms, which you use to beat people up based upon those entrails.” |