Posts Tagged ‘Philosophy’

But That Might Be Bit Of An Advanced Concept For Third Grade

October 2, 2019

One of the third grade goals for my son this year is to get him more comfortable with timed tests.  Naturally, he wanted to know why this was a goal.

“Lots of things in life are like timed tests, so it’s important to be able to work with time limits,” I told him, then I paused before adding, “In fact, some people would argue that life itself is a timed test.”

And That Sentence Was A LOT Shorter Than This One

November 14, 2018

Today’s entry was originally going to be a thought I found deeply personal and profound, then I stopped myself, not because it was deeply personal, per se, but because it was so personal that without the context of either being me or knowing me well enough to know exactly what I was saying, I counted three ways it could be disastrously misinterpreted before I even reached the end of the sentence.

Now I’m Starting To Feel Messed With Though

June 12, 2018

And some days you’ll race to beat the storm, but instead of getting wet, you’ll see the sun instead.

Fortunately For Me, I Like Watching Storms

June 11, 2018

Some days you’re looking for sunshine, but what you get is to watch the storm roll in instead.

In My Case, I Suspect Another Breeze Will Be Along Any Minute

March 1, 2018

Some days when you’re becalmed, it’s time to break out the oars.  Other days, it’s just time to enjoy the stillness while it lasts.

But I Don’t Care If You Believe Me Or Not

February 28, 2018

While a precise definition for “enlightenment” remains elusive, I can tell you that enlightenment is not indifference.

I’ve Got Something To Say . . .

November 1, 2017

Not to be morbid, but some days I’m more aware than others of the fact that my body isn’t going to last forever.  No matter how easy I try to take it, eventually I’m going to burn through this thing, and then, one way or the other, it’ll be time for a change.

Because I Don’t Mind Labels So Long As They Don’t Make Sense

May 9, 2017

Yesterday, in response to a stranger’s overly personal question, a friend of mine expressed that she didn’t like “labels,” and this exchange dredged up an old memory of mine from the days when I was being asked overly intrusive questions about my philosophical beliefs.

My usual response to such questions is to explain that I consider those beliefs private, in no small part because they are constantly evolving, but some people simply won’t accept a polite “I don’t see how that’s any concern of yours.”  So one day when I was being pressed because I “must have some way to describe what you believe,” I decided to be . . . “accommodating.”

“Just consider me a Zen anarchist pirate,” I told them.

I’m Kidding, But It IS Time To Change My Saline Solution Again

July 10, 2015

The way I see it, if I AM just a brain in a vat, someone is going to a lot of trouble to make all this seem real, and it seems . . . ungrateful somehow to call them out on any flaws in the simulation.

With that said, please see the attached twelve page document, “Everything Wrong With This Simulation.”

If The Choice Be Mine . . .

August 5, 2014

After giving it a great deal of thought, I have concluded that it is healthier to believe in the possibility that someday we could be greater than we are now than it is to be “certain” that would be an impossibility.  Bottom line, we lack evidence either way, making both beliefs profoundly irrational, so why not pick the one which encourages us to be better?