Listen. If you are going to captain your own ship. And you decide to have a co-pilot to come along on the ride with you. Then you need to make sure that you have a well defined “chain of command” structure. You cannot have anyone pulling any rank on you on your ship. No matter whom they think they are or in fact actually are. If you don’t that is when the trouble begins on your ship.
The preceding message was to prove that God has a sense of humor. And if I am going to write things like that then my soul needs to have a disclaimer clause attached to it. And for those of you who think that God does not have a sense of humor. And find any attempt to point out God’s laugh factor to be sacrilegious. Do the following. Take a look in the mirror. And then take a look at the person you are with. Humor is a cruel lesson in life.
I am on this semi-religion kick after watching this season’s episodes of Lost. And I am trying to remember the story behind the names of Biblical and mythological characters they are referencing. And I am hoping to decode the story line of the show to see if I am going to right about the finale. The answer is…Probably not.
The headlines are filled once again with the usual suspects of crazy religious people running amuck in our world. It is funny they all preach that their “God” is one of peace. But somehow they seem to be caught with a shit load of guns and explosives. Then again I am willing to listen very carefully to anyone with a gun to my head. It does not seem like a good time to point out the flaws in their message of “peace”. But I think they are using the wrong word for “peace”. I looked up “peace” in the dictionary. The meaning of the word does not include .22, .45, .357, M-16, AK-47, etc. Check the spell checker. You may be thinking “Piece”.
God may exist in some other world as a single being. However, God on Earth with his many “only” spokespeople does not work per say. On Earth, with all of these people “God” comes off looking like a just another big bureaucracy. That means is there is lot of confusing and redundant paperwork. Ridiculously high fees. And the customer service call center is located in India too. I find it hard to believe I am talking to man named “Bob” there. God may have to consider downsizing his workforce here too. Everyone else is. So he will not look out of place. I must be crazier with that last thought. With all the religious wars being fought around the world. And I am thinking God needs to be even more competitive in the marketplace.
Here is my own personal prayer to God.
Please have a sense of humor. Please have a sense of humor. Please have a sense of humor. Please have a sense of humor. Please have a sense of humor. Please have a sense of humor.
If not. Please make it quick.
On a clear and starry night as you look up into the sky, you do begin to ponder your significance in this world. Are you part of something bigger than yourself? Or are you just a small speck that is easily overlooked? It is hard not to question your views on philosophy and religion. Nietzsche was right when he said, “As you stare into the abyss the abyss is staring back at you.”
What are you connected to? And all of the other questions related to it come to mind too. These thoughts have been racing through my head for a while now. I think they started about the time I received the announcement of my high school reunion. I made up an excuse and skipped it. High school seems to be “another time in a galaxy that is far away”. I was a quiet person in high school too. And most of the significant events in my life at the time took place outside of there. What do you have to really say to people who were not there for them? And of all the events in one’s life why are the high school years the one people want to reunite for? Maybe it is to say that you can be a survivor of post traumatic stress. The popular cultural take on high school is that it sucks. Just watch the movies about high school alone. Maybe high school reunion is to say time and space somehow changes the outcome. Who knows? And like any other tradition the one who started the idea of high school reunion should be treated as a “suspect”. There are events in your life best left to the past. Hindsight maybe 20/20. But do you really want to always be looking back?
I have also been listening to Roger Waters’ 1987 album Radio K.A.O.S. It is a concept album. It is the story of a handicap young man who has the ability to hear radio waves. He makes friends with a radio DJ and tries to reach out to the world. In the end, he hacks into the military computers and fakes the world that all the nuclear bombs have been launched all at once. Can’t you tell the 80′s foreign policy was an influence on this album? I would link to the songs but it is better to listen to this album as a whole. It reminds me of a time when people did tune into a radio to hear music and talk to the DJ between songs. Radio used to have a community sense to it. Today, for the most part it is just repetitive and overly argumentative programming.
I am not sure if there is anything we will tune into en masse every again. Sadly, it will be a horrific, mass tragedy. I am beginning to think that the Super Information Highway is becoming like the car drive on a normal highway. The only time we slow down to notice anyone else is at the scene of an accident. And even fewer stop to actually help someone out. There is a lot of information available on the Internet but the only sites that seem to get a lot of traffic are the ones showing someone who failed in a spectacular way. But I will admit it is really entertaining.
Mass communication is miraculous accomplishment when you think of the speed and the scale in which it is happening. However, there may be an overload of output sources. How many e-mail addresses, phone numbers, Twitters, Facebook accounts are effective to have in the end? Remember there was a time that when the phrase “Googling yourself” was code for masturbation. Now you are actually cross checking how you are referenced on the Web. And chances are you are still being called a “jack off”. Nothing really changes that much. Just the terminology has.
Everyone is running around trying to find that “voice” that speaks for them. They are trying to find their own channel out there. Tuning in. Tuning out. A mouse click is same as channel surfing the dial.
Social networks are the rage. But are they making anyone feel closer? I think the Newton’s Laws of Motion really applies to the nature of human relations when it is all broken down.
I am going to admit that I do like checking Facebook updates. I have learned more about what some of my friends are doing in the last year. Quantity is up. But the quality is about the same. I do not want that to seem like a necessarily bad thing. It is what is. People are as opened or as closed on the Internet as they are in real life. The idea that people recreate themselves in cyberspace seems a bit flawed. However, I do not play Mafia Wars, World of War Craft, or Second Life online so my research is a bit lacking on the topic.
I also watched the movie Crash again. It is a story about how people are connected in ways they are not even aware of.
I think this movie got me thinking again about how and why people are connected or not.
I have to admit to take some time now and then to scan who know who on Facebook. It is kind of funny who really knows who. There is a dark side at times to this. It includes free time, a couple of beverages and the search engine. And trying to figure out how the people you know came together and a part. And the cycle continues like it always does. It reminds me of lesson from a human communications class I took. It is the concept of relationship maintenance. Our intentions may be well placed however we only have the ability to hold meaningful relations with a small fraction of the people we know. There is no tool that can expand that ability. But still we want to know more people anyways. This is why we have unlimited calling plans on our phones. It the end, we are spinning around this universe in some way. This is why we need insurance. We are going to crash in some fashion. One way or another.
Now it is time to cue up the music.
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