Truth.
It's a funny kind of concept. One of the hardest to really, really, commit to. We all like to tell ourselves we uphold the truth, or a very personal version thereof. This...is a lie.
Very few of us, I think, are entirely truthful, much of the time. Even with (especially with) ourselves.
Admitting to the truth often brings pain, akin perhaps to a birthing, of sorts.
I am not unique then, that I tend to settle for the truth as it seems to be, at the time. Really I, and the rest of my human fellows, live in a sort of consensus fantasy world. Things happen, and we tell ourselves a little story about it. Sometimes (all the time?) we embellish that story over time, and it tends to become our reality for that little snippet in time. A kind of 'that moment that sort-of-happened'. We cherish these almost-truths, for they help us to deal with the great big Truth, in a way.
So, according to my own theory espoused somewhat-coherently above, we tell ourself stories, all the time. Every day. We even relive those stories, perhaps flesh out details here and there (we call it 'remembering').
We pretty much rely on these stories to exist, to function. In some ways, they become our reality.
Why then, do I find it so hard to sit down and write a story?!
breadofgold
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Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Magic USB™!
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Tuesday, August 2, 2011
The Great (un)Forgetting
Hello world. It's been a while!
Rest assured though, I haven't completely forgotten you all. It's been a time of growing and ripening. Ideas have been sown on fertile soils, and nourished by knowledge new and old.
It seems to me that a lot of my earlier posts deal with the past. I've always had a particular fascination with history. I like the sense of there being things we will never know, because we just weren't there. And we all know who writes the history...
Recently though, I've turned my minds eye forward (or possibly sideways - I don't necessarily prescribe to a completely linear view of time), and looked upon the future. It too, is filled with the unknown, because again, we just weren't there (aren't there? will be there? something..)!
The unknown here though, is somewhat more... sinister. It's a slightly unfriendly-feeling unknown. It lurks, just there around that corner, waiting to spring out and attack - or possibly just to help us across the road. We just don't know!
Many will say it's most definitely an unfriendly future. Death, War, Famine and Pestilence are all we have to look forward too (but not Ronnie, who left the group before they made it big - see the Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett). Many of them are even looking forward to this rock concert on the Hill of Meggido, secure as they are in the knowledge that they'll all scoot off to heaven (probably to point and laugh - such good christian souls that they are) before the mosh pit gets ugly.
Well, I want to take a good hard look at the possible futures ahead/ of/behind/beside us, and I feel the best way to do that is to continue to look at our past. After all, people are always saying we should learn from our mistakes. Maybe it's about time we actually did?
So herein lies the direction for the next couple of months: look at what lessons the past has to offer; look at how we have (or haven't) repeated the same mistakes; and see if we can't see our way clear to maybe not making those same mistakes again? Let's try to not forget to look back and seriously analyse the past mistakes we may have made. Above all, let's try to never forget.
If we don't appreciate where we've come from...
...then googlemaps has a hard time telling you how to get to where you want to go!
Rest assured though, I haven't completely forgotten you all. It's been a time of growing and ripening. Ideas have been sown on fertile soils, and nourished by knowledge new and old.
It seems to me that a lot of my earlier posts deal with the past. I've always had a particular fascination with history. I like the sense of there being things we will never know, because we just weren't there. And we all know who writes the history...
Recently though, I've turned my minds eye forward (or possibly sideways - I don't necessarily prescribe to a completely linear view of time), and looked upon the future. It too, is filled with the unknown, because again, we just weren't there (aren't there? will be there? something..)!
The unknown here though, is somewhat more... sinister. It's a slightly unfriendly-feeling unknown. It lurks, just there around that corner, waiting to spring out and attack - or possibly just to help us across the road. We just don't know!
Many will say it's most definitely an unfriendly future. Death, War, Famine and Pestilence are all we have to look forward too (but not Ronnie, who left the group before they made it big - see the Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett). Many of them are even looking forward to this rock concert on the Hill of Meggido, secure as they are in the knowledge that they'll all scoot off to heaven (probably to point and laugh - such good christian souls that they are) before the mosh pit gets ugly.
Well, I want to take a good hard look at the possible futures ahead/ of/behind/beside us, and I feel the best way to do that is to continue to look at our past. After all, people are always saying we should learn from our mistakes. Maybe it's about time we actually did?
So herein lies the direction for the next couple of months: look at what lessons the past has to offer; look at how we have (or haven't) repeated the same mistakes; and see if we can't see our way clear to maybe not making those same mistakes again? Let's try to not forget to look back and seriously analyse the past mistakes we may have made. Above all, let's try to never forget.
If we don't appreciate where we've come from...
...then googlemaps has a hard time telling you how to get to where you want to go!
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