The following are not presented in the order dictated by the Dewey Decimal System

  1. Watched the documentary Gonzo: The Life and Work of Hunter S. Thompson.
  2. It is hard if not impossible that you question your faith as a result of lost, frustration and what seems to be overwhelming odds against yourself.
  3. The book and movie adaptation of High Fidelity by Nick Hornby. Especially how the main character Rob judges people by their album collection.
  4. Frank Zappa who said, “Bad facts make bad laws.”

 

The following was “sparked” by a moment of frustration in another part of my life. But please do not read it with that tone of thought. As for that frustration and what it was is something for another place and time.

The following post was also influenced by This I Believe
where they challenge you to write down a statement of your own. I never thought I was capable of doing one. I am still not sure. But I am going to try for one anyways.

I want to also state that what I am about to write is not meant as an all encompassing religious philosophy that you have to buy into. Or even accept at all.

 

 

 

 

  

 The true mission of education is to give of a foundation of skills. Their purpose is to lay the foundation upon which you continue to build your base of knowledge upon. The process of education will always be ongoing throughout your life. And it will be going on long after the dates stated on whatever degrees or certifications you may acquire. Education may be viewed as a formal process but do not use it as the only way to “round out” your experiences as a human being.
Over the years, I have collected vast amounts of books. They cover a wide range of topics and genres. I do enjoy reading whenever I have the opportunity to do so. I like attempting to expand my own personal knowledge base. I also like challenging the validity of what I have learned to see if it still holds true.

I have come to the realization of this habit. I will never have an all encompassing philosophical or ideological principle that will define my life as a whole. I am at an age where I should have acquired one by now. There are many of those who are also at my age and will find this to be a scary notion. I find it comforting. It means I will always in some way be engaging what I have collected in my library. What I know today may not hold up in the future. And what I deny today may be one day is revealed to be true. I also accept that all of the knowledge I gain may never have a direct application in my life. That knowledge may only exist to expand the horizon of my own thought process. It may only exist to build up my own personal library. There may be an event at some point in my life where I may require access to such knowledge. When and where this event may occur has not been revealed to me as of yet. If ever.

I would rather work on my library as an individual. I am doing so to keep myself in some sense of motion. I do not want to waste time trying to align myself in total with any particular movement. The problem is too many movements are the result of a passing fad or short term moment of chaos.

I would also like people to work on their own library. I also would like to remind them that when dealing with others that they should resist the urge to completely compare and judge what others have accumulated. It is important to be open-minded. And at the same time have the filters ready to sift out anything that may contaminate your own collection. Be proud of your own library. But be humble to the fact that it will remain a work in progress.

We may all have a similar collection of best sellers and the titles acquired by academic requirements. It is the obscure titles in the collection that fill out and uniquely identify a personal library. The same also applies to an individual’s own experiences

 

 “The universe is too great a mystery for there to be only one single approach to it.”

     -Symmachus-

 


 

There are a lot of things in this life that seems to breakdown. And for me this is the case. The bottle of glue right now does not have enough in it for the job at hand.

This posting is an exercise in trying to write something. Anything.

It is also an attempt to keep things in motion because when things slow down and stop that is when the trouble begins.

I have heard this too often from many different and unrelated people. My voice sounds like that of a person being pulled in hundreds of different directions.


I read the book Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk while ago and lately the tone of the book has been in my psyche. This is a book you should avoid if you have (particularly in this case) a weak stomach. But if you like to challenge yourself through reading something out of the ordinary then you should give this one a chance.

It is the story of a bunch of people who attend a writer’s workshop and are forced to tell their own story. And their stories are of heartbreak, lost and the defects of their own character. They are disturbing and at the same time compelling too.

 

 The thought process of my mind always seeks out sources of information (any source and any format) as an attempt to connect in odd way with the world at large. Look! My mind did not come with any set of operating instructions. At times it even baffles the Big Guy. I am always finding new sources of knowledge to put into my brain. I am trying to figure out if my current circumstances or my past experiences have some place of context in this world. For example (not really), there is one that I cannot go into detail because it is not completely my own to tell. And besides I was also told to shut up about it too. But I am trying to come to terms with it and it is implications. I need something out there to compare and contrast it with. Luckily, I have been listening a lot lately to comedian Doug Stanhope and his tale of “Bobbie Barnett”. (WARNING: Do not play this at work or with the kids around). It should also be noted that in times of stress I seek out humor. The more “twisted and odd” that it is the better.

 
I also have a mind that remembers things at the oddest of times. And I am at a lost at why I would be remembering it at all. (Maybe at a later point in time I will be more willing and even capable of giving an example.) Soon enough the situation I find myself in and the memory become relevant. (I wish I could recognize the memory is really a “heads up warning”.)And sadly, most of the time it is one of hardship and/or lost. Recently, this was the case and in more than one circumstance. I am not going to spell out the details. I am not ready to, willing to nor am I really capable at this point to give the details. Maybe it is because I have not come to their full insight and wisdom. I just want to just acknowledge for the time being that behind it all there is a thought or two trying to manifest themselves. They are slowly churning about like the burritos I had for lunch.


I heard this from Dan Kennedy in his performance at The Moth. “My therapist told me, ‘When you go forward you will be intuitively able to handle what used to baffle you.”


I am just going to try to keep moving forward. But I have to admit. I am beginning to tire of feeling like I am constantly being “run over”.

 

And finally, maybe the past like the future is something we will never fully grasp.

  

 

 

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