Sunday, January 27, 2008

Life




Took my mother to the theater in town today to hear the Erie Philhamonic perform Brahams and Beethoven and Barber-a sparse audience but a good show...very talented musicians...They did the Fifth Symphony-not my favorite Beethoven but well done, and hearing a live orchestra make it look easy is always humbling...The Struthers theater is one of those local gems-fully restored to it's prime condition dating from 1883, and this concert was/is part of their 125th Anniversary celebration year...It's an intimate 977 seat venue so there is not a bad seat in the house and we were front row center balcony...


Day to day I'm just working on the book-which is more challenging than the walk- and shoveling snow and musing about the future-comparing motorcycles that I might want to strap to the back of the motorhome and use to explore the country in more depth...That day is years away and dependent on various unknowns, but still rests in the back of my mind. My eldest son will be getting married in June and my youngest son dreams of running the San Francisco marathon with a friend in a couple of years...so both are well on their way in their own lives...People around here seem to be doing well overall, although I suppose that I tend to minimize their complaints sometimes, for two have MS and another is raising the daughter of an irresponsible son and another is dealing with the stress and additional costs of a new house...I think all of them have a deep seated appreciation of the abundance of America, and do not complain except in that casual way that we all question the absurdities of being alive. But I am such a detached member of this world that I really am not qualified to judge it, for much of American life appears trivial to me and I cannot take too seriously some of the things that people worry over. I empathize with a man in town who immigrated from Africa a few years ago and says that Americans appear spoiled to him-that when he visits his homeland the people seem happier despite their material poverty...No doubt in their search for what is missing Americans have become the most materialistic spiritualists the world has ever known..

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Random thoughts

> Is Infrequency the primary criteria that defines a 'miracle'? That is, do not the laws of probability claim that the improbable will occur sometimes, and if so, should we not expect a burning bush occasionally? The essential 'miracle' I question is the origin of the natural laws themselves and their relation to our ideas of God.
> I believe that 2008 offers our best choices in presidential candidates in decades, and that Obama possesses the most inate wisdom. John McCain also seems to be a man of integrity and Huckabee is a nice guy, although far too simplistic. If Clinton wins, she should make Obama her Secretary of State and send him around the world to heal the wounds, while also soliciting McCains experience as Secretary of Defense. If Obama wins he should solicit Clintons experience with Washington so that he can hit the ground running. The point is that if they are genuinely interested in moving the country forward they Must work together and utilize one anothers genuine qualities. It is a critical time for America and the world regarding the future of this planet...
> According to scientific estimates, there is more solar energy striking the Earth in a single day than humanity uses in a year. So obviously harnessing it will be the way to go- if wars over non renewable resources do not destroy civilization first.
> All is well in Warren. When the weather cooperates this is a wonderful town, and poor weather is it's worst trait. Snowbirds who travel south in winter and return in summer find this place hard to beat. That may be my future here.
> Hope y'all are having a pleasant winter, and that those of you whom I know are not are doing what you must to keep your faith!

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

The Beatles

I just finished watching a Paul McCartney special on PBS, and found myself weeping through parts of the show, without really knowing why....just spontaneous tears for memories of the 60's, and my childhood, and the Beatles, and John's death, and how much I owed him-and them-for all the good vibes they gave to the world. I was born in '56, so don't know exactly how much of my memory of the 60's was because of the great music and how much was simply the idealistic reverie of my youth, but I can't help thinking that Beatle music has been the Bach and Mozart of my lifetime-probably the century- and will live on long after any of us fortunate enough to have experienced it are gone. My older brother and sister saw them live at JFK stadium, at the height of Beatlemania,('66?) and no doubt have some old black and white photos laying around that they took from the bleachers. I personally can recall waiting for the new singles to come out and singing them with friends of mine as we walked around our town. If nothing else, the 60's were a time when idealism-in civil rights and space flight and music-was genuinely embraced, and people honestly believed that the world could be a better place. In hindsight I can see that all was not rosy in America, but as a kid the Vietnam war and the riots in the major cities and all that did not intrude upon my little world. When the Beatles broke up John advised everyone that the 'dream was over', but it really was a great dream, so I'm glad that their positive music lives on to inspire a whole new generation.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Spirituality and Science


This will be a long entry, so bear with me...It might be meaningful to someone... To begin, here is a journal entry I made on March 2nd, 1993:
" I passed my walk in a trance of sorts, conversing with what could be described as my 'soul'-the soul of 'me'-convinced at the time and with all certainty that this was my 'spirit', that part of me in eternity, separate from my humanity as though a separate person, wholly calm and rational and quite patient with the hundred questions 'I' asked of 'it', not wishing to relinquish it's serenity and seeking to know it's source. This 'spirit' called itself my soul as of only One soul-a part of the eternal that was manifested in my present physical form-and revealed with 'God' as the source, the 'cement' of all souls, the Oversoul of sorts, the timeless, formless spiriuality in which all souls passed while occasionally touching as needed the temporal existence of material reality. I asked why I did not always 'feel' it's presence, to which it replied that I forget to ask or hadn't always the need. As I had recently been reminded of pain from some seven years earlier, I suspected that this internal 'power' had been rekindled as a 'shield' against a similiar loss of identity, although whether a figment of my imagination or an 'external' spirit was of no consequence to me at that moment. Neither was I feeling anxious or emotional at that point in my life, and my daily walk had started normally when I had exited my car. At length I became mesmerized by this serene state for a full hour and a half as I sauntered over several miles. At one point I asked if the 'answers' it gave were not merely repetitions of things I had read in some book of religion, to which it replied that these answers were similar because other persons had had comparable experiences and also had written them down. At the time I was convinced of the 'truth' of that answer, so 'real' was the experience. I asked if 'souls' were reincarnated, and if insects and the like had 'souls', to which 'it' answered 'yes', and referred to a fly that was crawling on the snow. Part of the insects 'soul' was human once but preferred being an insect because an insect does not feel pain nor joy as a human does, only a more routine existence. I asked why people fight wars, etc, to which it replied that some people ignore their soul/spirit in materialistic pursuits-just as I and most people ignored and forgot our higher parts in our day to day lives. Despite the many kinds of humans-some more cognizant of 'ethereal' ideas than others- avoidance or ignorance did not diminish the 'reality' of spirit- pursuit of material knowledge was noble while in the living state, but that all returned to 'spirit/soul' in the end. 'It' said that there was no Time, that whether a soul passed one human lifetime or twenty as a tree, it was nothing to it and one was simply back where one started. The 'spirit' reported that there were a "few other planets with intelligent life", but unlikely to be contacted within the existence of Earth. When I asked about some selfish practices I had been conscious of within myself, it replied without judgement that they were mere 'human quirks' of This lifetime and simply to temper them with love and respect for others...This conversation was so real that four hours later I was puzzled as to it's meaning. When I first became aware of the 'duality' of my personality my immediate reaction was 'I am Not insane' and at no time thereafter did I not accept the absolute Truth of the phenomenon as at least being the final source of my identity as 'Me'-my 'soul' as opposed to my 'brain', with the distinction at the time as somehow being real and Important. I broke contact hesitantly, so contented was it's influence, although this 'spirit' assured me that it was always there whenever I wished or needed. It was, in effect, my main 'angel', my direct line to the 'spirtual' levels if I wished to keep them open."
March 3rd, 1993:
"I walk with my 'soul' for another hour this morning, probing it for its reality, and remain convinced at least of the reality of the Certainty of it's strength and serenity. It tells me that I am unconvinced simply because I am human and prone to rational explanations, that in the end I can not and will not deny it's enduring 'ethereal reality'. At death all return to the Source, the soul that is woven through materialism and communicates through sensations and impressions and, in a more limited sense, words. It tells me that our forgetting is one source of the purpose of being and of our questions. My questions about the origin of Matter were dismissed as having no relevance, for matter does not exist except as part of the whole Energy. Existence always was, and Is, 'timelessly'. When I asked if 'God' invented the Universe, it replied that God Is the Universe, and to deny the reality of 'God/soul/spirit' did not change the Reality of it. I recall the word "tentacles" as being used to describe how 'soul' touches and bridges the material world, so that the 'souls' of say, insects and humans do not differ so much as are conduits of the same non- material, eternal Unity- the 'One'- that infuses everything."
2007:
My interpretations of that experience, and other mystical experiences I have had since then, remain the foundation of all my faith, but there is never any knowing for certain. I mean, what distinqushes talking to angels from talking to devils but the benevolent nature of the message, and one does not need spiritual explanations for altruistic behaviors. I have read the science of Darwin and Einstein, and heard the arguments of Dawkins and Hitchens and many others, and I have read the Bible and the Koran and Buddhist texts and Life after Life books and all the rest. I have passed thousands of hours in solitary meditations and ripped myself apart to try to find the truth. In my youth I recall arguing that 'life is all chemicals', so I did not start out looking for spiritualism, rather my introspections led me in that direction. I call my self a skeptical optimist who finds his redemption in the reports of near death experiencers, whose stories of unconditional love and acceptance and Unity are closest to what I experienced. Transcendent sensations can no more be proven to be 'real' with logic and rational thought than an orgasm can be proven to be pleasureable. They are what the scientists call 'qualia' and I suspect will always be beyond our measurements. I could just as soon 'prove' that an electrode in the brain can elicit feelings similar to a candelight dinner, but that would not be the same experience. Nothing is ever all 'in the mind' if consciousness is continually being formed instant to instant from the inner And the outer realities. With no real boundaries at the quantum level it is all what I call a 'constructed illusion'-an evaporate of the instant-a human part of the Universal Intelligence...I rather believe that our finest measuring tool to intuit reality is consciousness itself -that is if we can avoid self delusion. Even atheism requires a profound faith in rationalism, and I have not observed that science and technology have been our saviors-at least not without the wisdom to apply them.
So what has any of this to do with the Ten Commandments? -Simply that because all thought is self affecting and influences how we live and what our societies become-as well as the pain or joy we cause one another, rules such as the commandments-religious corruptions aside- can offer ideals for making our lives a little more empathetic. I do not suscribe to particular religions, rather believe in the potential for good that resides in every human being. GOD in that sense is the Love we find within us and express in our actions. The common tenet "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you", is not enough in a world where religious zealots and other sociopaths commit murder in the name of 'God'- as if that kind of hate and anger and negativity have anything to do with the benevolent, Positive energy of a truly Loving spirit. So I would add that one should also "Do unto others as they would have you do unto them"... Seen from that perspective few people would defend the murderous and oppressive behaviors we see in some cultures of this world. If a religion-or any human being- does not practice love and tolerance and peace, it has been distorted by ego and politics into something less, but it remains the responsibility of individuals to enlighten themselves to higher ideals.

Thanksgiving



All went well on Saturday...Here are just a few pics to convey the spirit of the day...Hope everyone had a nice holiday, and can look forward to a meaningful Christmas...

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Photographs

Well, finally I have obtained a digital camera-a Panasonic model FS 70, seven mega pixel-which I bought at Big Lots for $99...As a kid I can remember using an old Kodak Brownie on which the viewfinder was a mirror contraption that you looked down into while composing the shot. To say that technology has progressed since then is an understatement. For a 'simple' point and shoot this camera represents amazing possibilities that simply did not exist 20 years ago. They say that a picture is worth a thousand words and well, I reckon it's true.
As far as I can tell the Walkfit shoot went smoothly and everyone seemed pleased, with a probable release date of February '08... I've not heard much feedback from Los Angeles but I Know that they are busy with editing and other post production details. Personally, I was just winging it and tried to have fun while observing the whole process...If you've never been to the Mall of America and happen to pass through Minnesota, it is worth a look ;)
As for Life, Everyone is well in Warren... truly...We'll be having Thanksgiving on Saturday at my sister's house (ten of us), so I'll be cooking the turkey and some frozen pies, me mum will do the gravy and incidentals, and everyone seems to be looking forward to it...It's only the second time in almost thirty years that I have not had work and excessive distance keeping me from the table..which was a disgrace really, but not wholly of my choosing...so do y'all see why the book has been called Anti-Clock?

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Autumn



Just finished a drive with me mum around Kinzua lake, which is about 8 miles from here, and the leaves are about as beautiful as I have ever seen them.Warren is in the heart of the mts. so everywhere you look is brilliant color-truly an under appreciated part of the nation... On the 22nd I leave for Minneapolis to work with Walkfit on a new infomercial that they are filming in the Mall of America...Should be fun to combine work and pleasure...Meanwhile I'm just workin/writin/readin & walkin in the nice October air :~)