Category Archives: Musings

a brief thought on humanity’s progress…

It still astounds me at how short-sighted and close-minded people can be at times. That, coupled with examples of current events in different parts of the world, I feel a great concern with how things are for humanity. Are we progressing or are we regressing?

Consider how easy it is for some to get so caught up on one single facet of something said, that the probability of misinterpreting the message increases dramatically. Of which, can result in poorly thought-out reactions, that can cause poor reactions in others as they respond. Case in point, the President, during one of his recent speeches… Attempted to convey that a group’s use of “viciously brutal actions, under the mantle of religious authority,” was not unique to that area and drew parallels with both the Crusades and the Inquisition.

And many people flipped out (I made the mistake of reading some of the comments). Some took it personally. Some, who already had a negative bias towards the man, took it in a left-field direction. Some took it as an attack upon their beliefs. While some took the opportunity to lash out at the beliefs of others who took offense. The only commonality that some of the people who took offense, and the people of the past being referenced, is similarities in their chosen system of belief. He wasn’t attacking anyone’s beliefs. No, he was drawing up a parallel in an attempt to add weight to his message.

A concern here is that people are reacting on a sliver of what was said, and it would seem to be for all the wrong reasons. Perhaps it is a lasting consequence of sensationalism in action. Rather than getting upset and flying off the handle, would it not behoove one to attempt to acquire a deeper understanding of what was said? Perhaps this is an example of insecurities in action. Rather than attacking another’s beliefs, should we not attempt to inform those people that it was an attempt at drawing a parallel? Perhaps this is an example of hubris in action. Should we be concerned at how easy it is for others to simply close off their minds? Especially when it seems so commonplace?

Some would be inclined to think or say that we, as in humanity, have progressed. I am inclined to disagree. I think there is an increased “awareness” of others (and events) gained through technological developments (i.e. Internet). This “awareness” may give us an impression of progress… However, I think this is not the case. Rather, I am of the opinion that we have not progressed as far as we would like to believe.


Outrage

What is this world coming to? When we speak of progress, are we really just trying to make ourselves feel better about the state of things? Are we just distracting ourselves with a new shiny bit of technology? Put a stamp on it and pat ourselves on the head? Yes… good little monkey, here’s a cookie.

Can we really call ourselves progressive when we cannot seem to get past our differences? Can we expect to move forward when we so readily resort to vile and violent acts towards one another?

I am mostly pissed off about these reports of such acts by groups and organizations that think it is perfectly alright to kill, behead, mutilate another person and broadcast it. Only small-minded cowards would resort to such tactics. This can also apply to those who succumb to the mob mentality and rove around in a small group and assault and beat up (or worse) those who are different. Yeah, real tough… five on one. Pathetic really.

In order to deal with these people, is violence the answer? Perhaps in many cases, yes. If all other avenues had been exhausted? Yes. But, should we, as a people, allow ourselves to be influenced and behave similarly, thereby creating a cycle of violence? No…

Does this view make me a pacifist? No, it does not… I just cannot condone senseless violence.

It bothers me when I see humanity begin to take real steps forward towards progress, and becoming more forward-thinking, only to take two or three steps back. I think a part of it is a matter of conditioning. Whether it is beliefs (or lack thereof), sexuality, appearances… humanity tends to treat each other rather poorly. Whether physically or psychological… we lash out at those who dare to defy our paradigms, those who dare to differ from us.


Hour: 42

…at some point, I should hypothetically fall asleep rather easily.
Alas, my mind is in overdrive locked in cogitation. Reflecting upon events and aspects of life, like many would who find themselves in a fit of restless insomnia. Thoughts branching out into several threads as memories begin to surface. Ideas for stories, recollections of dreams, and reflections of past conversations provide the fuel for rumination while summoning up the motivation to work on some class assignments. Anticipations and contemplation of future plans bring forth energy from hidden reserves.


Here we find ourselves, looking to the past and wondering where or how things have changed…
with the old hindsight rule in place, we move on…
Of course, there are those who cannot let go… of even the most miniscule of issues…

I guess at times, I am one of those… not that I really want to be, but hey, it happens…


And Go…!

Busy night tonight folks…
drudging up my old writings and sifting through them
checking which needs editing and which may need (I certainly hope it doesn’t come to it) to be scrapped.

This site has been a long time in the coming. In fact, I should have heeded the advice of my friends and started it a long time ago. It took another person to drill it into my skull and get the ball rolling.

To my friends,

You have my eternal gratitude for the support you have given me,

as well as the sheer patience you have shown.

My many thanks…


Time

I find it curious, our obsession with time.
We measure our days in hours, minutes and seconds…
These add up to months and years…
We seek to understand this phenomenon and have come to quantify our knowledge of time down to the most minute details, down to Planck time…
One could almost say, we do this in an attempt to attain a level of mastery over it.
Yet, for all of the units of time we have discovered, we never seem to have enough…
For all our talk of it, we seem to be greedy for more time…
“Just one more second,” or “give me a minute.”
We even have means to help someone “manage their time better,” and it is generally frowned upon to “waste another’s time,” or when one does not “take the time” for something…
Yet… When looking back and reflecting on things, we think more of moments rather than precise units of time…
Fleeting moments…
such as the time
you laughed with your friends;
cried because your heart was shattered into pieces;
how you felt when you overcame a particular challenge;
how you were scared for you life and thought you were never going to make it home;
or that kiss that made your heart quicken and the world fell away, ceasing to matter in that moment…
Our memories are measured in moments.


introspective desire…

I find within myself a desire to leave my mark on this world,
to do something that matters,
to share thoughts that matter,
and to touch and improve the lives of those I know…
I want to represent something I believe in…
I believe in you…
Through my words and my deeds I hope to inspire you
to reach for something more…
to realize your potential and make it manifest…