There Is No Spoon

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“In the final analysis, the questions of why bad things happen to good people transmutes itself into some very different questions, no longer asking why something happened, but asking how we will respond, what we intend to do now that it happened.”  ~ Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

It’s a pale quiet morning. Even the rooster seems to be a bit subdue, but that might be just me. He is noisy nonetheless. Anxiety has been running high for me but my skills at management have become notably sharper. As our opening quote says the the ‘why’ of this new phase of life has gone to ‘what’. That’s the little ‘why’, the big one got away. Don’t they always. I friggin know why, but I’ve got a nagging feeling that I still want to know how. Who, what, and when get no respect. But I have covered a basic tenet of journalism here so all is well. Yes “who, what, when, where, why, and how”, it’s all been covered. We can move along.

Life has been pretty narrow these days. Reading is good though. I’ll admit to perusing culture, a good part of it pop culture. But I get this little twang of guilt in doing this. One of my heroes, Terence McKenna, warned against the power of culture to make us into commodities. I hate it when that happens. McK said that culture is not my friend. Ack! That’s all I can say about that. Moving forward  .  .  .  now what? That’s where I started, right. Anyway  .  .  .  this morning’s reading has been pretty fun. The one I really enjoyed was about how the Universe is really a computer simulation. And I was like really? Yesterday I was listening to the audiobook of How the Hippies Saved Physics while I was working on a project. I’m loving it. Right before I pushed it and turned it off the narrator fell was talking about how experiments suggest that events in the past, even millions of years ago, can be altered by something that happens today. There’s a lot of really heady stuff in the book. A full chapter is devoted to the correlations between psychic phenomena and quantum physics. There was a long portion about Uri Gellar, which makes me think about the part in “The Matrix” where the guy says “there is no spoon”. And I’m like dude then why talk about it?!  Still, this kind of stuff excites me. Because cats are such psychic critters I always felt somewhat humbled in their presence. Get 50 of them in one room and you’ve got a collective energy field that is something to behold. I’m still royally pissed, and saddened at the loss of such experience, and my job. It didn’t have to happen. I am rock solid certain of that. But that certainty and $4.50 will buy me a catnip caramel latte.

I know the modern common wisdom is to “just let it go”. Well, and then I remember another lesser know bit of common wisdom, that being that just because you set something free doesn’t mean it ain’t gonna come back and bite you in the butt. There’s no dispute about that. I once had an actual mastiff nip me in the butt repeatedly as I walked through a room. You ever have that? My primal instinct was to step lightly and remember to breath. Nice doggy. I could probably whip up a perky aphorism from the experience but I am simply too too tired. Recovery is slow. I suffered a huge loss, under highly questionable circumstances, and I have no idea what really happened. It done slapped me two steps this side of useless, but I am feeling better every day, for the most part, because there have been some down days, and the have been some up days, yet overall, as I said  .  .  .  Ack! Boy howdy them chickens are finally waking up and getting noisy, so I had best go let them out to range in the yard. My day has a tidbit of structure to it and I plan on fully relishing that. Hey  .  .  .  hey, iffin ya want here’s a nice and provocative Terence McKenna video.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.

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One thought on “There Is No Spoon

  1. I think Terence is awesome, I’m tempted to check out ‘How the Hippies Saved Physics’ and an assortment of other things that take you one step beyond, that explore the rabbit hole. But. Accidentally I started listening to some Steven Pinker on youtube. He’s all about keeping both feet planted quite firmly in the ‘real’ world. Check it out if you feel like having a break. ~pie~

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